Waking up with face wet
Tears falling like a comet
Eyes focused, suddenly aware
Watching as students stare
Memories flash back, remembering fully
the hits, the pain, mentally and physically
Punches feel like swords, and words like knives
Struggling to face the day and barely survive
I call them bullies, You call them friends
If you stood by me, the pain might end
What hurts the most is not the pain inflicted
but that the torture makes me feel restricted
They see me as nothing more than flesh and bones
Not caring that they throw their words like stones
I'm abnormal, imperfect, and different
Does that really make me insignificant?
They say don't notice, try not to care
How can I when the pain is everywhere?
All I need is support and power to be strong
Why didn't you help me all along?
Now it's too late to help and save the day
Now you see me in the coffin where my body lay
They hurt me, abused me, and you didn't see
Now that I'm gone, will you stand by blindly?
I say this not to hurt you and be vindictive
but to remind you to stop the wicked
we need a voice when ours are shaking
Standing together will stop the aching
Speak the truth and raise your voice
don't let silence be your choice
we all know that anything is possible
Protecting each other is never illogical
Never forget to break the silence
or you will feel the presence of a friend's absence
You'll wish to see him one last time
He said that "everything was fine"
You can't believe you never realized
the pain he felt, he just disguised
Now a second chance can not be tried
All because he committed suicide