My Heart Still Beats the Same
I hear them say I am just playing a game.
I have weirdness running through my veins.
I just look as they all make jokes and stare.
Sometimes I find it becomes hard to bare.
Yet my heart still beats the same.
All they know about me is my real name.
I know things are unlikely to ever change.
I will be the target of the classroom jokes.
My temper they will try to always provoke.
Yet my heart still beats the same.
I stand in the corner while they play games.
Occasionally pointing at me, am i deranged.
I am very used to the feeling of being alone.
It's the same in nearly all children's homes.
Yet my heart still beats the same.
They're just children like me playing a game.
They think it's funny to call me nasty names.
I don’t know why they can't just be friendly.
One day they might eventually speak to me.
Then they will realise.
My heart still beats the same.
Nataiella
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Tobani / Nataiella (Pseudonym) (
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All social animals have a tendency to pick on those that they perceive as different. Sometimes this results in death and at others such adversity creates great strength. Certainly from that perspective there is the capacity for greater compassion and understanding. A wonderful write that flows from the heart that same heart that beats the same.
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If everyone around you is crazy and you are sane, you will have the illusion that you are crazy. Your point of view is unique, and I feel your words have a sincere soul.
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Being different is a distinction but there is great comfort in being the same, it’s a crowd thing, in every observable culture. There is a strong pull to go either direction and a strong sense of self and trusted support community can make things easier.
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You’re welcome 🙏🏻👍🏻🕊
For some, childhood was a dream, for others a nightmarish horror. I had a mix of the two. My home life was stable overall, but my school/social life was a living horror. Abusive teachers, bullied by my peers, a social outcast (not even sure why)…then add in a Traumatic Brain Injury, depression, anxiety, suicidal ideations, substance use, etc. Poetry, faith and a few very beloved friends got me through…but some of that may have been more luck than anything. We all know those who did not survive those times…well, at least I do. 😢 I could have been, came close to being, one of them. Anyway, your poem touches my heart because it hits a heart that has wide cracks in it from experiencing its content. In some ways, this heart stopped beating the same way as a result. It misses beats now. I know these words, deeply and personally, and I am sorry you or anyone else has had to go through it. This can be a cold harsh world and that harshness can certainly manifest in the worst ways in children as well as adults. 😔 A wonderful, moving expression of an ugly, horrific reality. 🌹👏❤️🩹
I am sorry to hear of some of your things of the past and i did no people who didn`t even make to adult hood, and there are so many more out there hidden in the shadows. I really appreciate your feedback especially on these types of poems that are very personal. Have a great weekend
You're welcome. my friend. Thank you for having the courage to share. I hope you have a great weekend too!
Thank you
Children can be so cruel. I can remember being ridiculed because I looked like a stick insect. It hurt at the time, but I do believe I grew in strength as a result of those experiences. A touching write dear Tobani, which resonated with me.
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Sticks and stones will break your bones but your heart still beats the same. Rise above. Wonderful poem
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Beauty.
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A very poignant 😢
poem, some children
can be very cruel, in school! 🏫
Can result in very
terrible consequences in the end! 😞
Thanks for sharing my friend!
Best regards ✌️ Thad
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Feelings of being isolated and being misunderstood are universal and resonated with me immediately. Lovely poem, enjoyed the read thoroughly
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