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Salman 20h
I sit
I eat
i drink
i sleep
i learn
i love
i hate
i read
i write
i am strong
i am brave
i am who im meant to be
i am human
you can break me to down to dust
you can break everything i am
but i will rise above your hate
i am stronger than you know
i am braver than you know
i am more human than you know
i am less weak than you know
i am breakable
but you dont know that,
because if you did than you would stop with
your bombs
your guns
and you automatic rifile which is your mouth.
although i am human. i am breakable
void 1d
i just want to scream at them that theydont get to care now
they dont get to pretend that they never hurt me
not without saying sorry
not without telling me why
why that for years they ignored me
no matter how hard i tried
no matter what i did or said or didn't do
they never tried for me then
not when i needed them
not when i was screaming for help
but now
now that im okay and can handle myself
they care
void 1d
and it leaves a bitter taste in my mouth now
to see them all so blissfully unaware
Haylin 6d
She walks in from school,
With a smile on her face.
Mom asks "How was your day?"
She just nods and says "Okay"

You don't recognize the fright.
You don't see her crying into her pillow at night.
You don't understand the pain she's felt,
The fear she's felt.

But how could you?
All you see,
Is a smile.
Haylin 6d
Dear World,

"I'm like you, I deserve love too." This is a statement all of us need to say.

But my story to you is, I am bisexual. If you don't know what it is, it's when you like guys and girls. Or you swing both ways.

I feel perfectly fine doing things with a girl, but if you tell me to do something with a guy, I'll have to think about it. But I will kiss, hug and cuddle with my boyfriend. I do it because I'm comfortable with him. If you told me to do it with someone else I probably wouldn't because I don't like it. When I was younger I had a girlfriend, we would make-out and I would cuddle with her. When we had sleepovers we would even share the same bed. But know one knew, because I didn't want them to know. But now I do.  

I have been bullied my whole life because of me liking girls. My mom say to me a while ago "You better not become a full on ******* cause I want grand-kids." I started to cry because she said that. Did she ever think that I don't want kids or it's my life not hers.  But now, I don't care. I can do what I want, it's my life.

I am gender fluid. That's when some days you feel like a guy and others feel like a girl. You can be one way for days, weeks, months or even years, then change back to the other gender. And you don't change your parts if you don't want too.

I just came out to everyone last month. Few ask me why I dress like a boy and I just tell them cause I like the style, but the ones I trust, I will tell them I'm gender fluid. But the others frown at me cause of the way I dress. They say I'm ******* or a dude cause I dress like a boy. But I don't care. This is me and you can't change it. My mom said "You have *****, so you are a girl. I don't care if you want to dress like a boy, you are a girl and you need to act like it. If you lived with me I wouldn't let you dress like this." Yes my own mother bullies me. She doesn't want me to be who I want to be. But as I said, I don't care.

But luckily people have become more open to this,

Sometimes I don't know what I am or who I am. But what I do know is that, this is me and you can't change it. If you don't like it, the you can leave me alone and not talk to me. It's that simple.

I guess I'm saying that I'm bisexual and I am gender fluid. I don't care what people say it's my life not theirs. And they just have to learn to accept it.

"I'm just like you, I deserve love too. And this is my story.

Love, @hagilyforever
Haylin 6d
I ignore you because I'm sick of your foul words.
Yes, I'm aware of your intentions to hurt.
And everytime you walk by,
I turn away and act as if I were blind.
But I only do this because you hurt me so badly inside.
Autumn Nov 28
What did I ever do to you?
What was so wrong of me?
Why do you do this to me?
What gives you the right?
Tell me please,
Do you think I asked for this?
Is this some kind of sick joke?
I don't find it very funny,
Tell me please,
Tell me please,
Oh, please tell me,
So what if I have,
PTSD,
Depression,
Autism,
Tourettes,
ADHD,
Dyslexia,
Anxiet­y,
Aspergers,
Addiction?
What’s it to you?
Am I hurting you?
J L James Nov 22
Social Media chops like a cleaver.
A truth optional blade comes down
to deliver clean edge fodder
for others too pick and ****
like carrion gleaners.
A broadside to crush after
the initial hack.
Hold the handle with great care,
and far away from you.
Too heavy to wave about
like a fencer's foil.
Its damage is **** and
spreads like the spurt
from a jugular.
Social media chops
like an unforgiving cleaver.
Remembering the innocents who have been damaged, bullied and shamed on social media.  Knowing with such power comes great responsibility.
Caitlyn Nov 21
why
why
even after i left that ****
do i still remember everything so vividly
the ****** assault
the ****** harassment

the constant torment
the ransom texts telling me to die
the people whispering in the halls
about what your wearing, and why you're doing what you're doing

why do i still remember the faces and names
every single person that made this earth ****
i don't want to remember you

i want to move on
i'm trying to move on
i want to forget everything

but i just can't.
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