KevSays
07-04-2005, 02:42 PM
Her main priority,
Was to have fun.
And she wouldn't rest,
Until that priority was done.
She tried to get popular,
Tried to fit in,
But got with the wrong crowds,
With a different kin.
It started off great,
And had a blast.
Little did she know,
It wouldn't last.
The weeks became months,
And it all progressed,
From what to eat,
And how to dress.
She found it difficult to cope,
And always tried to compromise.
But the popular girls,
Secretly her did despise.
By this time, she was in regret.
About the day her friends had met,
But an idea struck her mind.
The result wouldn't be good she'd find.
The idea would put her problems aside,
The idea was suicide.
She kept it discrete, so no one would prevent it.
But she left a note, to ease the pain a bit.
And on the nexzt morning,
She was ready to die.
But she wasn't bothered about,
How many people would cry.
She got her knife,
And cut her joints one by one.
And a few seconds later,
Her life had gone.
This was a poem about bullying and how it can affect people of all ages to go to ridiculous lengths and ending up killing themselves.
Help stop bullying today.
Was to have fun.
And she wouldn't rest,
Until that priority was done.
She tried to get popular,
Tried to fit in,
But got with the wrong crowds,
With a different kin.
It started off great,
And had a blast.
Little did she know,
It wouldn't last.
The weeks became months,
And it all progressed,
From what to eat,
And how to dress.
She found it difficult to cope,
And always tried to compromise.
But the popular girls,
Secretly her did despise.
By this time, she was in regret.
About the day her friends had met,
But an idea struck her mind.
The result wouldn't be good she'd find.
The idea would put her problems aside,
The idea was suicide.
She kept it discrete, so no one would prevent it.
But she left a note, to ease the pain a bit.
And on the nexzt morning,
She was ready to die.
But she wasn't bothered about,
How many people would cry.
She got her knife,
And cut her joints one by one.
And a few seconds later,
Her life had gone.
This was a poem about bullying and how it can affect people of all ages to go to ridiculous lengths and ending up killing themselves.
Help stop bullying today.