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To my bullies

Contributed by AliB on Friday, 2nd April 2004 @ 06:29:56 PM in AEST
Topic: AngryPoetry



Just because I wasn’t hip
You would ridicule me
Not my fault my parents didn’t follow fashion
You’d just laugh and make me feel sad
For the last 3 years of school
I cried
At home, at school, in bed at night
You had an amazing power over me
You can keep it
I was an A student at first
Miss POP-U-LAR
Everybody wanted to know me
Until I suppose you got jealous
Then you all turned against me
I turned against everything
You can still make me cry sometimes
When I start thinking
You still have that control
Yet I haven’t seen you for 17 years
I hate you all with a passion
But I’m also grateful to you
If you didn’t torture and torment me for 3 years
I wouldn’t be as strong as I am now
So thanks you b*****ds
Have a **** life
‘Cause mine gets better everyday.




Copyright © AliB ... [ 2004-04-02 18:29:56]
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Re: To my bullies (User Rating: 1 )
by Daniela_Maria_Violin on Friday, 2nd April 2004 @ 07:17:33 PM AEST
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were you a fly on my wall?? I used to feel like this (besides the 17 years part) until I realized that it's not worth getting angry over....

Being Miss "POP-U-LAR" isn't everything


Re: To my bullies (User Rating: 1 )
by Dawny on Saturday, 3rd April 2004 @ 05:01:57 AM AEST
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Hi Ali

Bullies are just cowards seeking attention underneath. I was bullied for years, they have a special talent to make you feel miserable. I'm glad you were strong enough to come through it. You are a lovely person, and a special friend. I hope your bullies get to read this one day.
I have a similar poem in construction, told you we think alike lol. Its nowhere near ready yet though, still have a mental block.
This is a emotional and well written poem, excellent work as always

Love Dawny x


Re: To my bullies (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Saturday, 3rd April 2004 @ 03:35:23 PM AEST
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This is a subject close to my heart one of the few things in life i feel strongly about.
I was bullied as a child and as a result have always felt compelled to champion the underdog, i wrote a poem called speak about some of the effects it had on me, the ironic thing is as i got older i realised i was a lot bigger than the other lads and started bullying them! justice maybe but with hindsight it made me just as bad, but i wont deny it felt bloody marvelous at the time to dish out some revenge.

wildejohnny.




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