We cannot even describe the way
We look at you every single day.
You, the tormentors, the ignorant, the sinners,
Yet also the popular, the loved, and the winners.
You, who smile at the sight of our pain,
You, who search for any attention to attain.
You look at us as a non human creature
Who needs no respect, for you are our teacher.
Although ignorance is bliss and that’s a plus
It’s incredible to think what you think of us
We, the losers, the divergent, the weak,
The outsiders, the nerds, the strange, the bleak.
The ones you push at, point, and laugh
The ones who don't matter; the lesser half.
Because our skin color or orientation,
You throw us into permanent damnation.
We are, to you, the most inferior
But you still have the stronger exterior
You hit, you kick, until our skin is blue
You call out names and snicker on cue.
Your friends all grin at what you’ve done
You prove your power and poke your fun.
But there are things that you don’t understand
Emotional pain hurts more than your hand
The words you say hurt more within
Than any punch on our wounded skin.
And at night, at home, alone in our beds
We think about these things you have said.
You know the day that was the worst of all?
When you realized it could go past the school hall.
From then on, the pain followed us everywhere
It could not be fought with, it was in the air.
On our phones and laptops galore,
The same words of hate came more and more.
The constant repetition of those names of hate
Took a toll on our unfortunate fate.
It sucked out and stole our own perception
Of ourselves, such self-deception.
We believed every word you said
And accepted, that maybe, we were better off dead.
Humans are more easily broken
More so than you think by these words you have spoken.
Our parents were wrong, they thought they knew
When they repeated the lie: “Words will never hurt you.”
Well, now, we can tell that this is not true,
Just look at this from our point of view.
We can break into pieces at a single word
We have no ability to erase what we've heard.
Around and around they spin in our brains
Until it fills all the blood in our veins.
Until all we want is for this blood to escape;
The words to ooze out; we want to reshape.
We cut, we cry, alone in pain.
Feeling better, and worse, with every scrape that we gain.
The words leave our bodies, yet the scars will stay
Just another memory of a torturous day.
But these scars must be surely hidden,
For doing such things is awfully forbidden.
The ones we love would not understand,
Why we do such things with our own two hands.
So we cover our bodies and blood-stained skin
And carry through life with a wide, fake grin.
We have learned many things throughout the years,
But the most important is to swallow your fears.
Smile at those your love everyday,
Hide your pain and secrets far, far away.
For their happiness matters more than yours,
And it's best to keep your problems behind closed doors.
Its an easy way to live and not get caught
When nobody would have ever thought
That people like us, so kind and smart
Would be so broken, shattered, torn apart.
We pray for a change, a new day to begin
One that's better, happier, not cut in our skin.
But as each day drags on, we start to lose hope.
We wonder how we can possibly cope.
But each day we awaken with powerful thought,
We start each day in a world that we’re not.
With a fake smile we get out of our beds
In a fake world that is full in our heads
One made only of fun and cheerful faces
Filled with love, hope, and warm embraces.
Hatred would not even exist
And all our scars would turn to mist.
But, of course, that can only last so long
Until we realize where we belong.
In a world that is made only of hate.
A world that people like you did create.
And sometimes this hits us and we start to deflate,
When we cry and scream at our horrible fate.
But underneath these painful cries
Look and you will, too, realize
Each person is their own separate self.
A different book on a different shelf.
You cannot compare or contrast us beings
Who grew up with different thoughts, surroundings, and feelings.
Stop your judging, your hating, your awful abusing
You have no idea how much you are bruising.
We have one question; let us revert.
Is your power truly worth our hurt?
If only you allowed to see us through
And got rid of what you thought you knew.
Different does not mean one’s less.
It simply shows the way we express
Our own unique culture, morals, and background.
Stop pretending that what you see and hear all around
Defines who were are. We are more than you thought.
And we are so sorry that is the way that you were taught.
We’ll start over if you do to,
For everyone deserves a chance to renew.
If we start out as equals, then maybe we can remain
For respect does not always have to be earned, but can easily be slain.
If we change our ways, I promise you
You will be happier than you ever knew
For knowing that you’ve changed someone’s life
Can make you feel better than power and strife.
It doesn’t always have to be us and you,
For we can merely combine the two.
Until we have just only us.
United, which is a powerful plus.
Together we can be what’s right
To help others and shine some light
On this already dark world that we must call home
A world we do not choose walk as we aimlessly roam.
Let’s face it together, for alone we’ll fall
Power is in numbers and the strength of all.