Reality Check
Can you hear my cries? Can you hear my screams? For me no highs, ruination of my dreams You can’t hear me because you don’t want to This, you show me, in everything you do Locked in your own little box The one with self-imposed locks You and all your picture perfect friends Being the same in your own little trends Never to look outside your life The pain, the heartache and the strife Your actions cause to many others While their hopes and dreams you do smother Hurting them with vicious words Things like fatso, geek, dork, or nerd You seem to forget they’re people too Oh yeah-that’s right-they’re victims to you! I ponder this while at home Or sitting there all alone Does it give you pleasure causing pain? Or is it just a sadistic game? Sometimes you pretend I’m not there, Or you wish I wasn’t anywhere? I think you don’t realize what you do Perhaps you’re ignorant, without a clue? Maybe it’s me or maybe it's not The answer is not easily sought. I wish you would open your eyes And look at all the destroyed lives Those you said were not wanted YEAH! The ones that you taunted. Just because they weren’t the same? So that must mean to you they’re lame? Please think about this one thing Some wisdom to you this’ll bring Unwanted people will never be gone Remaining here from dusk ‘til dawn Their feelings as fragile as yours, be warned Are simply broken and easily torn Guess you’ll never know how they feel Unless...your joy, someone does steal Keep this one thing in back of your mind Even though right now you may be blind What you say and do to others now Will come back to you ten-fold and HOW!
Yasi & S.D.B.
Freed by ASD 
Reading it again shows me what a powerful statement this is. Lots of people will identify with your words.
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Thank you. When we wrote it originally or Hope was that this would hit home with the kids that were harassing her. it definitely made an impact not just on the kids because it caused a whole classroom full of Silence but it also cost the same effect on the teachers. 😎
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Bullying hits home, hard…. I wrote a novelette where bullying pushes a young boy to extreme action. I invite you to give it a read… It is available for digital download in .PDF format here https://www.shortstoryscribe.com/product-page/tortured-and-tormented-creating-a-school-shooter
Joe
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People will attempt to force you into a box, put a label on you because they are too closed minded to think outside their own box.
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People are all unique. The uniqueness is what makes life interesting. Part of it that I dislike is when it is mean and I find the rest too much of that in this world.
I enjoy reading most of the blogs. Thank you for taking the time to comment. 😁
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I do understand. Thank you. 🙂
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I really wish everybody realises that each one of us is different and accept each other for who we are.
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In a perfect world this would happen. Alas, we are not in that world. But we can do our part by making sure that we do all we can to make sure people see that it is okay to be different and help those other people who are different embrace their own differences. The more we take a stand against bullying the better life is for those who are being bullied. And the more we embrace our own differences the less bullying will affect us.
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I absolutely agree with you. The ones who bully must realise that they are leaving behind a heart that is scarred for a long time to come. They have no idea that they are filling the bullied one with insecurities and fear. They must know what is one minute fun for them is infinitely terrifying to the other.
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Indeed what truly is happening for them is not fun, but covering up their own insecurities. It may appear on the outside that they are having fun. But on the inside they are likely more insecure than the one they are picking on. It does not make it right or make it better for the victim however. Just a sad fact. It has helped me to know that they truly are the pathetic ones and truly deep inside they are the ones that are hurting worse than I was. Only time and maturing was needed on my part to learn this. It didn’t change the fact that I wanted a magic wand so that I could “poof” them out of existence, or as I got a bit older and a little more morbid, a missile launcher on the side of my vehicle to blow them out of existence, but yeah I think you get the point.
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