You think you know how it feels

You think that walking away or turning your head makes the image go away 

"It'll never happen to me." You say.

There is a wound that never heals

You walk along in the school halls, laughing and smiling while I am here 

Floating along like a ghost

Screaming

Screaming

SCEAMING

For someone to notice 

But yet I am unnoticed.

 

Words hurt, you know.

An Ugly thrown here, I can't wait for you to leave thrown there. 

Blood is thicker than water

They say but do the know that every punch, every word, every threat is enough to seed a thought

You tell me to fight it but don't you understand that all I've done is that?

There is a girl in here crying, screaming and even bleeding.

The words cutting into her skin 

Burning white hot searing pain 

It makes her head spin 

She's stuck in the rain.

 

Bullies and words of hate born this girl locked away in a room of darkness

In the dark she laid, surrounded by glass and broken mirrors.

Whimpers of "HELP" and "PLEASE" escape her lips but no one hears except the shell she's in.

She's given up now, she knows she can't win.

The line she held onto is now thin.

 

Bullying is something hardly ever dealt with. It kills, it destroys, it burns, it stings.

But you don't notice until you see the damge you've done mentally, emotionally and physically.

We're screaming for help, can't you hear?

We're crying and bleeding for help, can't you see?

But no, you walk by and say "That will never be me."