I aint pretty, I aint thin,.
well thats what i get told.
I start to spin, i stare into space,
knowing everyone thinks im a disgrace.
I look around and realise im easily found,
I cannot hid or runaway, knowing that i dont even get a say.
I cry inside,wanting someone by my side, then people telling me to \'die\'.
I get high so i can make the world a better place.
need space-dont want to show my ugly face,
-IM A DISGRACE- born on the wrong time and born in the wrong place.
Words do hurt,one word you blurt. i am alert!
Pushing me around, youre a fool and a clown.
I beg for you to stop, my hands start to flop.
Thinking why me? Why cant you see what it is doing to me?
2 years later it still carries on, dont go to school,people think im gone.
I go online, i see pictures and posts about me.
I drop to the floor and start to bleed, the nail was stuck deep into me.
I get rushed into hospital, My head starts to skittle.
I cry to my mommy i say \' why me? I dont want to be me\'
My mum didnt know anything, i never told her.
She starts to whisper- she tells me to be strong and never leave her, told me how much she loves me but,
I wish she could understand and see.
2 days after went back to school, The bullies carried on showing off trying to be cool.
I walked away and said \' words dont hurt \' but deep down they really do.
They followed me, then i just lose it and actually stand up for myself from taking it for this long its made
me who i am and made me stronger.
NOW I DONT FEEL THE PAIN NO LONGER!