Lurking around every corner you pass;
Waiting and watching to see if you'll last.
Being judged about every move you make;
And they wonder how long until you break.
You watch them whisper and giggle until you start to cry;
As they continue, you can't help but feel shy.
You're afraid that the crying will turn into much more;
But as you think about it, your body becomes sore.
Crying, cutting and starving won't help you at all;
But it gets so bad that you're now as soulless as a doll.
You've hit rock bottom as the scars start to appear;
Only then you see how bad, and you spill a few tears.
When you look in the mirror you don't recognize yourself;
You've hurt yourself badly, and believe you belong on the shelf.
You sit there is silence hating yourself for what you've become;
At that moment you decide to turn your life around, and leave the situation numb.
I wrote this poem for everybody out there who is being bullied and I want everyone to know that it's okay to feel down but when it gets to an extreme and you can't control yourself you need to seek help. I am here for anybody who needs to talk and vent their feelings, trust me when I say just getting your feelings off your chest helps a lot, and also to know that there are people in the world who care about you and want to help you!!