Our Society
in Change Poems
Welcome to our society
Where we judge others by their sex and their race
By their clothes and appearance
in Change Poems
Welcome to our society
Where we judge others by their sex and their race
By their clothes and appearance
She looks in the mirror, and what does she see?
Something frail, broken, and unfree.
She sees the pain swollen in her eyes.
She sees the cuts she marked on her thighs.
This poem describes me. I wear a mask all the time, and I am depressed all the time and self-harm almost every day.
Bullying hurts, don't you see?
You are nothing, but a big bully
Don't you think of what could have been?
What if they put a razor to their skin?
This poem is going to help me and some other people in the club that we are starting at my school the "bully repellent club".
Thanks to everyone who commented and voted! It means a great deal to me and I appreciate all the comments. Stay strong and never lose hope. xoxo