Part 2 final part of anti bully poem

Discussion in 'Fan Fiction' started by I-DUCKYxMAKE-RICH-GIRLS-TWERK, Sep 21, 2017.

  1. To this day kids are still being called names
    The classics were
    "Hey stupid"

    "Hey spaz"
    Seems like every school has an arsenal of names
    Getting updated every year
    And if a kid breaks in a school
    And no one around chooses to hear
    Do they make a sound?
    Are they just the background noise
    Of a soundtrack stuck on repeat
    When people say things like
    Kids can be cruel?
    Every school was a big top circus tent
    And the pecking order went
    From acrobats to lion tamers
    From clowns to carnies

    All of these were miles ahead of who we were
    We were freaks
    Lobster claw boys and bearded ladies
    Oddities
    Juggling depression and loneliness playing solitaire spin the bottle
    Trying to kiss the wounded parts of ourselves and heal
    But at night
    While the others slept
    We kept walking the tightrope
    It was practice
    And yeah
    Some of us fell
    But I wanna tell them
    That all of this
    Is just debris
    Leftover when we finally decide to smash all the things we thought

    We used to be
    And if you can't see anything beautiful about yourself
    Get a better mirror
    Look a little closer
    Stare a little longer
    Because there's something inside you

    That made you keep trying

    Despite everyone who told you to quit
    You built a cast around your broken heart
    And signed it yourself
    You signed it
    "They were wrong"
    Because maybe you didn't belong to a group or a click
    Maybe they decided to pick you last for basketball or everything
    Maybe you used to bring bruises and broken teeth
    To show and tell but never told
    Because how can you hold your ground
    If everyone around you wants to better you beneath it
    You have to believe that they were wrong
    They have to be wrong
    Why else we'd still be here?
    We grew up learning to cheer on the underdog
    Because we see ourselves in them
    We stem from a root planted in the belief
    That we are not what we were called
    We are not abandoned cars stalled out and Sitting empty on some highway
    And if in some way we are
    Don't worry
    We only got out to walk and get gas
    We are graduating members from the class of
    we made it
    Not the faded echoes of voices crying out
    Names will never hurt me
    Of course
    They did
    But our lives will only ever always
    Continue to be
    A balancing act
    That has less to do with pain
    And more to do with beauty

    To this day Shane koyzen


    I apologize for the length but after being bullied this kind of is important to me  please stand against hate
     
  2. support bullying