Winners and Loosers

by Naquada

in Completed Works

Winners and Loosers

Through the distress, the hurt, and the fear,
I don’t let you see one single tear.
You try to humiliate me, but you don’t see the pain,
As you carry on your petty little game.

Late at night I break down and cry,
Sometimes I just want to lie down and die.
Morning comes and I get up and try,
Desperately just to get by.

School starts again and a new day begins,
Another fight- lets see who wins.
You call me names, you take my things,
I find them later, in one of the school bins.

I finally break and I tell my mum,
Look- Look, now what’ve you begun?
I tell her what they do- they think its fun.
Suddenly, there’s no where to run.

The teachers find out, when I run out of class.
I don’t think I’ve ever ran so fast.
I feel lost, so lost and alone.
I can’t even go home.

It’s been a year, a year has past,
Since you lot last saw me last.
I’ve won awards, done well at school,
And what’ve you done? You stupid, stupid fools.

In my final year, and it’s all behind me,
I can finally be who I want to be.
I can hold my head up high and say,
Look mum, look- now I’ve won.

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Sep 9th 2007
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Because I was bullied through out Lower school, i've had no out let of anger from it all. Even when I still think about it now, two years on, i still feel angry. Writing this has given me the out let I needed I think, and it's allowed me to say whats been in my head for two years. I feel relived now i've written it. Kids around the world are bullied, and I think bullies are cowards. I hated school beacuse of them.
Anyways, a poem about bullying. Dedicated to all those who have been bullied or are being bullied. You're not on you're own.

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beka Says:

impressive. because you've written what you've truly wanted to say, and I know how it feels..

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Lady Wolfess Says:

You go girl! I was bullies and I have no repsect for them, as they /are/ cowards, prefering to act hard and pretend they are tough and all that. The perfect kid, if you get me, but they are not perfect. Why should any of us be? They should face their problems, not run and bully others that do face their problems, which in turn breaks that kid's morale and confidence. Sometimes, the bullied turns into the bully. It's a vicious circle sometimes. I've been bullied since year six. I won't name and shame, I'm not like that but they know who they are. .

But hey, we can laugh, Naq. We're the victorious! Hee hee. Damn good poem. *favourited*

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TomSka Says:

You can't spell.

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