Bullied

She was talked about; bullied to the mind

Scared of every little bad thought people had about me

Blamed for being smart.

Pushed around for being OVERWEIGHT

They called her names; They made her CRY

She didn't like herself anymore.

Everyday she said," I HATE like myself".

Threatening to KILL HERSELF not once but THREE times.

Thought about it too MANY times.

Making her feel INSECURE and UNWILLING;

Not willing enough to hang out with the cool crew

That one thought in the back of her head saying

You're no different from me

But then again she thought maybe SHE is more pretty than me

Writing and singing was all she ever had as a Friends

And yet the ONLY thing that undertsood her,

That made her feel comfortable.

She WANTED friends.

CRAVED to fit in,

Wanting to be THEM

Allowing them to call her names because she wanted "friends"

Friends who could never fit the definition of a friend.

They called her FAT.

She didn't know how to feel.

She took EVERY WORD PERSONLLY.

Made her DISLIKE herself SO MUCH.

Lost weight thiking it would change something.

Thinking it could've made a difference

IF she looked like them.

She lost weight for herself; she took that to the heart.

Thought it would change the way people looked at her,

For the boys yeah but the girls never did.

But it only made her more of an outkast. 

The tormenting NEVER stopped.

Boys took how she felt for granted,

And all she ever wanted was to feel ACCEPTED.

UPTIGHT everywhere she went. 

Cut everybody off and stayed to herself.

She thinks, " I don't need friends."

"I don't need nobody. They aren't worth smiling for."

Yet she still craved that LOVE

Boys at her feet begging for a chance,

And had her so easily influenced,

She couldn't refuse.

Told her what she wanted to here,

Knowing all they wanted was her innocence.

WELL YOU DON'T DESERVE IT!

Nor do you deserve ME!

ENOUGH IS ENOUGH!

I am NOT your slave.

I will NOT let me drag you into the dirt.

I am NOT your PROPERTY.

You do NOT own me!

I will NOT do what you tell me.

I will NOT listen to what you tell me.

You do NOT know how I feel because

YOU ARE NOT ME!

You do not know what I went through to be here, NOW.

I could've been DEAD.

I could've let you take advantage of me.

And FOR WHAT?

You've never helped me.

You BULLIED me.

Why, well I don't really know.

Maybe you were jealous of me,

Or maybe you had some insecurities yourself

But no,

I'm just a girl who could never be PRETTY ENOUGH for ANYONE

CAUSE I'M NOT FIT FOR THE IMAGE

 

This was me years ago.

 

 

 

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