Excluded
From being bullied to bullying myself
From hated being alone to learning
To like being lonely.
From learning to being excluded to
Excluding myself. Experiences
From when I was little in Primary
Expresses how i have taken how
I was treated 8 years of my life
Into everyday life.
Numb
Life is a one time experience
I’ve met many on my journey
Some good, some bad.
The drugs thrown the can land
Deep but I’ve changed I’ve managed
To do what others couldn’t I didn’t
Change to fit in I changed to better
Myself unaffected by the sly remarks
It makes you realise those bally
Just see themselves better than you
Even tho we all know what’s worse
Than us its what makes you
Feel less than what you are.
Searching
I like my parents I like my friends
But I never truly feel like myself.
Everyone is so supportive
But how can I ever confirm it ?
I’m always just performing.
I feel like I could never
Tell my parents the truth
If I did, I’d say too much.
And all of that’d lead
To another fight.
I just want to feel free
I always feel trapped in my room
But the only person stopping me
From leaving is the cold self I
Leave behind.
I had a good childhood I
Don’t know why I’m so mad
I just want to feel loved
And I want to be a lad.
Bad Joke
The life I’ve lived feels like one
Big myth from the jokes and
Croaks every time I spoke
The caws of the maws of those
To whom I call.
I’ll shatter like glass or fall like
A tower of cards
when my squishing inside slips through
the hard shell.
I didn’t make me
nor did my size.
And though I might hate it
Who will I be without it?
These Days
Late nights into early mornings
Then to the classroom
quite boring.
Exams in May,
Constant dismay
Arguments at home
Leading to write this poem
All the experiences everyday
Lead to who I am today.