by J u l e s
Isn't it awful how no one realizes what they do until something horrible happens. But this is what is has come down to. A person getting made fun of for not being skinny enough, or not pretty enough or not even gorgeous, for the things they wear, the things they like, the way they dress, the way they wear their hair, who they are, the way they look. That is what every has come down to little things that should never matter but once they are brought up it hurts. I was made fun of in my middle school year and called ugly, made fun of for being different, looking different and dressing different. There ugly jokes got to me and well thanks to them I have low confindence that I have to live with. And having to look in the mirror and hating what you see is a horrible feeling. But all thanks to those kids in my middle school year they changed how I view myself. Now I can't even come to believe people when they tell me I am beautiful because I feel it is a lie. It's funny how little things like this affect a person so much. What makes it sad is they think its a game and a very big joke. When even though you may laugh along or just sit there like nothing it is killing you inside. Most people will never know what they do until a person is physically hurt or dead. |
This was a wonderful poem! my favorite one yet, |
Proverbs 18:21 (the message) |
Wow! its so nice to find another christian on this site thingy lol... im a christian too, but in kinda stumbling, i made a couple mistakes wit my bf n im a cutter n stuff but i kno God is still thr, ur poems are beautiful btw... plz plz keep writing!! |