I never thought
in a thousand years
i could ever get caught
in the midst of a scam
by my peers
my reputation sank
sank like the titanic
Some girls' prank
ended up making me a manic...
i swear ,those days
i never wished to face
all day long,weaker became my prays,
my thoughts, all so evil and pure
just couldnt keep pace
being called a S.L.U.T.
is not any girl would ever invite
but would rather Fright
wrong perceptions & notions
left no room for emotions
i was sick
and b
r
o
k
e
n
&
t
o
r
n
"its all going to be fine",they had sworn.
But things just didnt seem to get better.
rather worse,,
i wished i could just stop Breathing and then leave some letter
I didnt wanto live any ******* more , that REMORSE....
Yes, i wanted to skip breathing
and then sit and write
Struggling for oxygen,
finding words,
Struggling for life,
only if i could just get a knife
and end my pain.
Who got bullied?
I
who got withered?
Me.
who got bothered?
Me.
Still who got blamed?
I.
By my folks, my peers,
{screams }
All DORKS
Alone
I used to weep,
the pain and regret
i could just feel ,
feel it all seeping in.
inside my aching soul.
that why me?
Those days in history I wish I never repeat them-self
when a girl is tortured for being herself,
i didnt do any wrong
just struck a pose
and it all ended up in a debate so long
long as the NILE,
seemed o end
" we are all by your side",they just arent tired to pretend.
pretend,every single second,
minute,
hour,
day,
weeks,
months,
years,
all the time.
the story is now this old.
a year old today.
the day i was surrounded by a group,
or rather a pack of
wolves.
that'd just come closer
and closer
and closer
to me.
I shout.
even today.
when i hear them all.
echoing,
shouting, laming, haunting.
oh Good God!
One thing they do perfectly,
is make her cry all day endlessly,
i know you were hotter
I know you were slimmer
I know you had straighter hair
And,a-n-d
owned shoes more than five-six fairs
i know you were popular
i know i wasnt any of the above.
But that didnt seem to bother me ,then.
until you tried to use them to put me down.
Wow, How great ?
just how well we twist words,
write stories and manipulate.
you should've been in the drama club!
was i the onyl one left to attack for flubs?
each word we possibly knew
to something that could hassle
for somebody to tussle ?
even if it meant
taking away her life,
because you didnt know
how good she naturally was
at being fragile?
be careful for the days to come,
b'*** you dont know
howscary she was &
how scarier she could possibly get?
The poem is my story of being bullied a pack of wolves-***-stupid-perfectly beautiful-superior-senior girls, on an issue to stupid.but yeah,lets face it,it turned my life upside down,but it did teach me a thing,a thing in life,that you live in a society where you are going to be constantly judged for you are . so,better to be a nobody than somebody,because then who are to be victimized. that scene still haunts me when my reputation , all got withered out. forever.
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