Why am I called weird?
I am just like everyone else
Yet I am still jeered.
I walk the school halls alone
No one by my side
I feel like I need to hide.
While everyone else is partying
I have to stay at home, it’s not my choice
It’s just I don’t have a voice.
I wish that people would understand,
That I am who I am.
Leah Kelleher & Jade Fullard
I wanted freedom from the pressure
It felt like it lasted forever
I became ill from all the nerves
I wanted what I’ve always deserved
I was rejected by my family
They need to realise it’s now reality
In school I was finally accepted
That was the first time that I felt accepted
It was hard to tell people I really trust
I was extremely depressed
And was equally stressed
I developed bad anxiety
To feel accepted by society
But now I feel relief
Now that I’m out I finally am complete.
Jamie Roberts & Amy Kelly
She walked in head down
I struggled to see what was happening now
Days in, days out couch potato
What was that about?
Post came in
I never liked doctor’s notes
It clearly wasn’t about an appointment or a check-up
Maybe there was such thing as bad news
Maybe somethings in life are too precious to loose
I just couldn’t understand why she couldn’t choose.
Eye contact is hard
When you look at me
I feel like a retard
I want to cry
And have this overwhelming urge
To curl up and die
Feel like I’m not good enough
Just love marshmallow fluff.
With my hair of garnet
Weird teeth, glasses and fat
Who would be unlucky enough
to be stuck with that?
Anxiety has ruined me.
All day, all night
Feeling useless, worthless, alone
She feels she’s not good enough
A girl nobody notices
A broken heart, nobody knows.
Shauna O’ Callaghan
They make you fall for them
They love you or at least say they do
They tell you everything you wanna hear
Like how beautiful you are
Until they get bored of you
Then they move on
Tell you it was all a lie
They just end it like it was nothing
I guess it’s all a part of being a teenage girl.
Summer fun in the burning sun doesn’t last forever
But memories last a lifetime.
Food in hand while walking barefoot on the golden sand
Pretending Ireland ain’t our homeland.
Ice cream cone not on your own
Always stand up for food.
Be happy just like chappie.
Teenage years are full of cheers, happiest time of your life
Don’t be glum, make a chum and live a happy life
Don’t have a care while we fill our heads with air
It’s all about experiments.
Live your own personal life and stay safe.
Just be beautiful as you are
You have a beautiful smile and lovely blue eyes
Stay strong and be who you are now
Do not kill yourself or do self-harm
That is not the right things to do!!
Do the right things that you like to do
Travel, hang out with friends or family
Just be you
Stay strong and be positive
You should be happy
Being bullied was never easy
In school it was always the breezy people
Who would laugh and call her names
But what could she do?
Just play games.
It got to the stage where people would hit her.
Now they bully her on Facebook and Twitter
They bully in different ways they don’t always hit her.
People think it’s all a blur
She tried to self-harm but no one was alarmed.
Cyber bulling needs to stop
Give it a rest and turn off your laptop!
People say forget the haters
It’s hard when there being slaters.
Did you ever for a second think that your actions didn’t just affect you.
Did you not think about me when you made the decision to end it all
Did you not fucking care that I loved you
I loved you and you couldn’t deal with that
You said you where lonely and ignored me when I reached out to you
All those nights I stayed up trying to get those thoughts out of your head, for nothing in the end.
The night you went to the bridge
My heart stopped, I couldn’t breathe,
I couldn’t believe that’s how bad things had gotten.
The voices had gotten louder and you couldn’t think of a reason to stay.
I wanted to be your f**king reason.
I know you had a tough time growing up and people made you feel like you where worthless
But I enjoyed your presence how you could make me laugh
I loved you even though you were damaged.
I loved you even though you messed with my head
I loved you and needed you to stay.
You took your anger out on me
One fight lead to another
We couldn’t even talk to one another
We just looked in pain.
I couldn’t deal with it anymore.
Now that your gone
I don’t know how to cope
the memories are still there
you left me scarred
the marks of your kisses are forever embedded on my skin
I still feel you sleeping next to me
I still feel your hand in mine on lonely days.
Maybe I’m just going crazy
Why can’t I get your out of my head
I am sick
I am sick sick sick
Sick of pretending you’re not gone.
Being in the teenage years like a cage of crystal tears
Knocking back the bottles of liquor, cheers
Got to partake in getting sicker
Give me a break I’m just a teenager I’m automatically attracted to danger
Friends are fake, strangers and snakes
The lads make your heart ache close to break
My heart is apart I need a fresh start
Mom’s mad she wants me to be smart
My education should be based on creation not frustration
They give you affection in exchange for perfection
Scars on Skin
Its time to make some noise
About all of these boys
That tell all of their lies
And play us like were toys.
They think it’s really nice
But they never think twice
About how a girl can feel
It takes a lot for us to heal.
They make us catch our feelings
Staying up staring at our ceilings
They just end up leaving
And then we start on dreaming
About what could have been
To the scars upon her skin.
In 1876 a great deal was made
A man had allowed us to upgrade
No more messages in a bottle
If your family got ill.
Now we have a different means of communication
Which allows us to speak to our nation
It has ten different numbers and a microphone
Your mind will be blown.
We call this the telephone
A modern accessory,
The hype of this century.
Comparing ourselves to filters and Photoshop
Feeling like a failure because we’re just not good enough
Looking at a reflection and finding a imperfection
Hours upon hours of being sour
Till the realisation their all artificial flowers
She sits in her room, heart full of gloom
Tears fill her eyes, while she dies inside
It was society that gave her this anxiety
This rage has taken over her but it is trapped away in a cage
The cuts on her wrists drive her nuts
She’s called a loser; her dad is nothing but a boozer
They call her fat while she walks to her flat
Her dad is drunk, calling her a punk
Her mam’s screws are loose, only there to abuse her
She leans to the toilet, throws up to be thin
Scars on her skin, nobody knows how rough it has been
Sure enough the next day will just be as rough.
What is social media?
A constant global comparison and jealousy to one another
Desperately wanting to be seen as beautiful .
But can you define beautiful?
I mean the girl who is known as ‘perfection’ who posts pictures daily
And the boys who bravely comment but thinking in their mind what they would do to her
To what is seen as the ‘perfect life’
Out every weekend and never has a curfew
But secretly with an absent mother and a drunken father
She is expected to pursue a career and to provide for herself
In a stranger’s bed every other night just to put a dinner on the table
No virgin this Mary in need of a stable.
Scary Hairy Spiders
Sitting alongside her
Absolutely terrified her
Scary hairy spider’s.
They think their gas
But their a pain in the ass
Time to get out the glass.
Running around the room
Cunning little thing
He’s playing hide and seek,
The bloody cheek.
He thinks he owns the gaff
He really makes me laugh
Well its time to die
The oul one roars “get yer grapes for a euro”
We’re cheering for Conor Mcgregor and Jose Mourinho
We plaster our spice bags all over social media
Looking up the facts on the latest Wikipedia
What it is like to have a proper summer
And now Cassandra is preggo and her lads done a runner