story of my life...(part of it)

poem by: Allanah Springer
Written on Jan 21, 2016

I'm tired of feeling expired
to the entire outer ring of society 
I'm treated like shit
by the kids in my every day pit
of hell
because I've tried this world it has denied
me of being real
I feel as if I'm useless
I have no purpose
other than to be fed off of 
by the mean and cruel side 
of a two faced man
now I'm afraid to be me
at school of no peace
ever day is a new day 
but i feel like a CD
playing on repeat
sorry to sound like a broken record
but my days all seem to be the same for me
go to school 
come home 
well something like that
I'm treated in a way that sometimes
makes me believe 
that I am what they say I am
Fat, ugly, and rude 
and they don't have the slightest clue of who i am
I am nothing like that
I do have my days 
where nothing seems to be played
by the rules of the game
dragging my feet but still strong 
though the hell and back I've been through
still is there from when I got burned by the flame
I'm with the crud of others problems against me 
but i don't fight back I just let them attack
and hurt me again and again
They don't understand that 
hurt people hurt people 
I'm sorry for that
but its not my fault
I try to amend 
but the shame and 
sorrow comes over me 
like a kite in a hurricane 
I am blown away and into empty space ignored and unheard
maybe it is all in my head
the things i thought that were said
sorry for my presence
I say shaking my head in shame 
I know I'm something worthy of being here
no matter what name i get called im here to be here
in this world 
to be alone or to be with someone
Bullies are what make us outcasts the way we are
they are hurting inside 
i don't understand the reason why 
they take it out on me 
or other beings
in this world we are becoming a drunk
society of hate and very little understanding
of our brains and why we act this way
I'm in a place of displacement
but I don't belong
here anyways
I want to be in a place where peace is made
now I'm rambling on 
im done
but whatever
im done with the Jerks 
of being fed off of for the fun of it
I feel as every day is just like a scratch 
that is going to scar 
the day is always being picked at 
whether it is fighting with fists 
or simply getting pissed over being called a bitch
your best friend who has always been there for you
turns way and you get burned by the reaction
the poison you take in the days 
you barely deal with the pain
today is my day to make a difference.



 

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