I made this poem because I wanted to show how I felt about bullying. Some of my close friends were bullied and I wanted everyone to know what its like to be bullied.
Words Hurt
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Kaylynn
You should know, bullying hurts.
It starts with one word, one word you blurt.
Fat, ugly, worthless. These are the words they hear.
Did you know, your their biggest fear?
Day by day you torment them,
it takes so long for their hearts to mend.
All they ask for is one true friend,
but you make them want their lives to end.
Everyday they wake up with regret,
all they want to do is forget.
It's not just hitting and punching, it's the words you say,
they hurt so much, they want to fade away.
This is when enough is enough,
they're sick of playing strong, sick of playing tough.
But they know they can make it through,
you may not have known, but they always knew.
They put on a fake smile and pretend they're okay,
they believe they can make it all the way.
Of course your words still offend,
but they have been pieced back together again.
Someone leaves the crowd and lends them a hand,
they learn that it's time to stand.
Their smile is no longer fake,
now they have no reason to ache.
You see, all they ever needed was a friend,
someone to stand by them when the bullying came again.
Now they are free,
the insults barely sting, don't you see?
The bully is never wanted, unless wanted to leave,
The person you bullied now has no need for long sleeves.
Your work here is done, not that it should of started,
now who's the one who feels broken hearted?
Bullying gave you power, that they refused to give,
you can't help but wonder ''what if''.
What if they didn't get so strong?
What if they were crumbled all along?
What you don't think of, is what could of been,
what if they pulled the razor to their skin?
What if you pushed them too far,
to where they tied a rope around their collar.
What if they wrote down all the secrets they had to spill,
right before taking an overdose on the pills?
You don't know what could of been done,
you were doing it all for fun.
You think they're losers, but they're stronger than you,
have you seen what they've been through?
With your words you gave a black eye,
they are leaving, bully, so say your goodbye.
But one more thing before you go,
did you enjoy my little show?
Remember, words can hurt more than the punch,
Believe me now? Cause this was just a hunch.
It starts with one word, one word you blurt.
Fat, ugly, worthless. These are the words they hear.
Did you know, your their biggest fear?
Day by day you torment them,
it takes so long for their hearts to mend.
All they ask for is one true friend,
but you make them want their lives to end.
Everyday they wake up with regret,
all they want to do is forget.
It's not just hitting and punching, it's the words you say,
they hurt so much, they want to fade away.
This is when enough is enough,
they're sick of playing strong, sick of playing tough.
But they know they can make it through,
you may not have known, but they always knew.
They put on a fake smile and pretend they're okay,
they believe they can make it all the way.
Of course your words still offend,
but they have been pieced back together again.
Someone leaves the crowd and lends them a hand,
they learn that it's time to stand.
Their smile is no longer fake,
now they have no reason to ache.
You see, all they ever needed was a friend,
someone to stand by them when the bullying came again.
Now they are free,
the insults barely sting, don't you see?
The bully is never wanted, unless wanted to leave,
The person you bullied now has no need for long sleeves.
Your work here is done, not that it should of started,
now who's the one who feels broken hearted?
Bullying gave you power, that they refused to give,
you can't help but wonder ''what if''.
What if they didn't get so strong?
What if they were crumbled all along?
What you don't think of, is what could of been,
what if they pulled the razor to their skin?
What if you pushed them too far,
to where they tied a rope around their collar.
What if they wrote down all the secrets they had to spill,
right before taking an overdose on the pills?
You don't know what could of been done,
you were doing it all for fun.
You think they're losers, but they're stronger than you,
have you seen what they've been through?
With your words you gave a black eye,
they are leaving, bully, so say your goodbye.
But one more thing before you go,
did you enjoy my little show?
Remember, words can hurt more than the punch,
Believe me now? Cause this was just a hunch.
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Hey, my name is Tiffany and I've been bullied since I was in 5th grade till 10th. It hurt bad because they were was like hey look at the fat kid or something like that. I block it out because I don't let people see me cry so I wait till I go to bed crying myself to sleep. When I was in 9th I got picked on everyday. The way I look the way I talked. I ask my mom to homeschool me because I would never make it. It took my BEST friend dying to say hey life is too short to be mad at people. But I stop people when I see them being bullied. I am doing good. So I say this DON'T LET PEOPLE GET YOU DOWN.
I was bullied all my life and I hid myself from the world cause I was afraid of being hurt again. I didn't have many friends cause after that I felt like there was no one out there that I could trust, everyone that I thought was my friend has all turned their back on me. I have always dreamed of being a cheerleader in high school, I always wanted to be voted prom queen but never got asked out to prom. I got asked out to one dance, I was all ready to go and I was blown off. After that I just went to school and never talked to anyone I just stuck to myself I thought I would have friends and be popular but I guess I thought wrong. I have always dreamed of hanging with the popular kids but they would never talk to me but it never happened so I just hid from the world and stayed to myself like I still do I want to be a singer but I am afraid people would just laugh at me.
My name is Bianca and I've been getting bullied since I was a young girl. I had no friends growing up and I still don't. I'm in grade 10 now and I get food thrown at me 2 times a week every week. I have had a stone thrown at me a number of times. I have even started cutting because I can't deal with it. I don't go to school anymore I wagg it every day and just go to the beach and watch the sea and wish I was dead. I tried to kill myself and I was close to death till my friend find me and called 000.
When I see someone getting bullied I always stick up for them and let them know they aren't alone. But it's still hard to go to school and get called names and getting food, stones and people bashing me for no reason, but I wanna make something of my life so I'm trying to stop cutting and get back to school.
My name is Kiara I am 16 years old. I've been bullied since I was in 3rd grade, I had sisters but they made fun of me cause I was the youngest, fattest & ugliest, so I felt like no one really cared about me... When I was in 6th grade the bullying got worst people would jump me for no reason, call me fat, throw books at me, even throw food at me & I just got even more depressed, I started cutting & even having suicidal thoughts. I thought no one wanted me in this world, but I was too scared to end my life. In 7th grade I ended up staying with my grandmother in Jamaica & was homeschooled, she told me everyday not to care what people say about me because I am beautiful inside & out, that God brought me into this world for a reason ... & if people can't accept me for who I am then that's their problem and not mine. Everyday I would tell myself that. And I would feel better & think different, I went back to the US in the 9th grade. I took the things my grandmother did & it worked, when people made fun of me. It didn't hurt as much as it used too, I made a lot of friends ... And I also joined I non-bullying group to help others to stop being bullied & I love it, I'm now in the 11th grade still in the non-bullying group feeling great. And I want to tell you never let a bully put you down, God brought you in this world for a wonderful reason & you are a wonderful person, don't ever let anyone tell you different. You are loved! In every way :) never give up on yourself. Show that bully your strong, never back down!
I would like to share my friends story for her. She was very young and her mom died. She has 2 younger sisters. Her mom died when she was very young. Ever since her mom died she always heard this from people "at least I have a mom", "at least my mom is alive unlike yours" and she and her sisters have heard this ever since she passed away. She has thought of suicide but she didn't cause I talked her out of it. So then I got made fun of and punched and pushed around by my own cousin cause I am her friend. My own cousin called her a suicidal freak. At the moment she is still bulled. She is 12 and her sisters are 10 and 8 . She cries everyday and no one notices but me cause I pay attention to her more then anyone. She has been cutting herself for awhile now but I'm trying to make her stop. She already attempted suicide already. She has been called fat, ugly, a slut, whore, skank, bitch, fish lips, loser, dumb bitch, 25 cent hoe, and lots more. I have been beat up for helping her I used to do the same to her until they brought her mom up into the bullying. But that's her story. Bye
This poem absolutely touched me, because I can relate to it more than most people would probably think that I could. I moved away from the city that I grew up in, to a really snobby city. I lived there for about two and half years, and every year I got bullied. People would call me a whore, slut, would say that I tried to seduce their boyfriends. In reality, I had never had a boyfriend, and had never done a single thing with a guy. Also, I would get called ugly because I didn't wear makeup, but what they didn't know is that I couldn't. Can't really wear makeup when it gives you infections. People would also call me fat, just because it would top it all off. So, eventually I started cutting myself, popping pills, and attempting suicide. However one day I realized that they shouldn't get to me, because they were just trying to make themselves feel better. Everyone is different, everyone is perfectly imperfect.
I am Mady. I have been bullied before by my best friend. She calls me a bragger, a show-off and always complains when I don't do what She wants. She always ends up apologizing, but does it again. She thinks ''you don't understand'' is a proper excuse. I have only gotten bullied by one other person so I don't know what I am doing wrong. Please tell me if I should accept her as a friend or leave her.
Hi my name is Mady and I was also bullied by my best friends. I have been bullied by them from grade 4 to 6. They would call me names everyday and then say sorry. They also said that if I wasn't going to be friends with them anymore that no one would like me. I actually believed them which was incredibly stupid. I soon realized that nobody liked me because I hung out with them. I always came home crying everyday with a new problem and my parents got tired of it in grade six . That's when I finally broke up with them. I wasn't allowed to hang with them and I wasn't allowed to play with them. When I walked away or said I'm leaving now, they'd tell the principal on me. They would say something about one of my friends so I'd tell the teacher. But they would only deny it which made me look bad. My case isn't as bad as some people's out there but I know how it feels. I'm more confident now and am stronger than I was before.
My name is Marie and I'm 15 years old. I've been bullied all of my life, but mentally severely in the 7th grade for having big lips and a gap. I was very secretive about it because I didn't want to give anyone satisfaction of causing me hurt....and get it thrown back at me when they were mad. The people closest to me hurts me the most. I've never had my first boyfriend or kiss...because I'M AFRAID. Everybody at that school hated me. My so called friends (a few) meant the world to me but I didn't mean anything to them...that they stopped talking to me because I was bullied. So since everyone took, "He likes you" as a sarcastic joke. I'll never believe it. It still affects me because I'm not enjoying me teen life. I stay inside because I'M INSECURE. I never give eye contact. I hate pictures....I hate mirrors, I hate...myself. I'm trying to love myself. I want to be a singer but you have to have the confidence and image. Poetry is my therapy. Be strong everyone..including me. Love yourself!
I loved your poem so much. I hope you don't mind I used it in one of my blogposts, Of course I gave you credit! If you'd like me to take it down though let me know! Used it here -http://theofficialteendiary.blogspot.com/2012/12/those-silent-screams.html :)
It's a very meaningful post. I used to get bullied in elementary school and part of middle school. That's why I'm homeschooled. Amazing poem.
Well I know how all of you guys feel I've been through the same situation as all of guys. But I believe no one should believe what people say, people can say anything they want that's their problem if people think that you whatever they say then you're like that no one should ever get to you. This goes to Maddy # 1 I think you shouldn't be their friends or listen to what they say because that is really fake what they do, you should always stand for what is right and know that you're not standing alone god is with you and you should have faith that things will get better. You should never believe to what people say as long as you know you're an amazing person then that's what you are. No matter how bad things are you should always wake up with a big smile and don't care what people say never think about
Suicide because that's never the answer and it also doesn't make things better and hopefully you guys agree and I wish you guys a Merry Christmas...!(:
Hey my name Kevin I was never really bullied. But now and again I get called names but I simply just don't care! I believe God didn't make us perfect so why care about what people think if God made me this way. I remember this one day at school I was in 7th grade and I was known as a popular kid but I was one of those layed back get all the girls type and I was walking with this kid who was in my class who wasn't really popular but I'm a person who feels really sorry for people so I talked to him and eventually the conversation came to him saying "I wish I was you" and that really told me something about this person he didn't like his life at all so he wanted mine which he thought was better but mine really wasn't. I remember that day until now it will always touch my heart. I'm not a bully and I actually stand up for people who couldn't stand up for themselves cause I'm bigger.