As I slowly scroll
I read poem after poem about an aching deep with in the soul
They tell how they were effected
by the pain that was inflected.
It’s too much of a norm
and no one seems to care about the harm.
I want to ask if being a bully through their words or actions
brings about some sort of satisfaction?
I’m not sure I care
because I’m more concerned about the burdened others have to bare.
Little one listen close,
cause I might be able to help you through a few of those lows.
and don’t worry about their point of view.
their words don’t matter
they just want to hear themselves chatter.
don’t lose sight of who you are
because that will leave a bigger scar.
Don’t become who they want
because those choice will be haunting.
If they don’t like you for you
then they won’t no matter what you do.
To the teen,
I know they can be real mean.
Soon their words won’t matter
and you’re heart won’t feel so shattered.
You’ll be free from them all
and they won’t be able to make you feel so small.
You have to keep fighting
cause deep down you know their words aren’t right.
You have to hold to what you know is true
and keep pushing through.
I can’t tell you when it will completely end
or who will stick close and be your friend.
Adults do it too
and even then sometimes a “friend’s” words are not true.
You don’t have to do the things they do.
You can still be innocent. You can still be you.
Stand up for the weak
and always speak up.
Be the one who makes it end
be the friend who is there through thick and thin.
Don’t be like the rest
just be the best you can.