WHY?

I lay in my bed thinking why? Why did you have to go so soon? Why weren't we taught how to live without you? You told me lies like "i'm OK." You smiled and laugh like there was nothing wrong, But then you say that your time was gonna be soon, But i didn't think what u said would come true. losing you was like being slammed into barbwire, like my heart being ripped from my chest with no anesthetic, like being tortured over and over again. I noticed those scars and i didn't know what to do. I think to myself on how you could've avoided the fate that was to come. I blamed myself for what happened. You use to say that u could hear "god" calling your name. Saying how it was time, but in reality you just could do it anymore. you couldn't deal with what we call high school. Its supposed to be a bully free caring environment right?
if they sat and looked at everything they would see how you and many others were tortured word spitted at them because of their race or because of there look like. When we were little we thought of school as fun as if we were in a land where nothing was wrong. I remember how we were always told that the more you grow the more pleasant it becomes, but the more we grow the more we see reality. harsh words yelled at you maybe even screamed from people that didn't even know half of your story. they made front of you for you ragged dirty clothes but what they don't know is your mom just passed away and your dad was having a mental breakdown and couldn't afford anything more than what he gives you. and that girl that you make front of for her looks was in a car crash to where she almost died and it was a life or death situation. What you don't know is she sits in her room crying because of those word you said she thinks she isn't good enough. her mom has to sit there and listen to her tears through the wall with nothing to do but comfort her and tell her that none of it true. Now before you say something mean or hurtful to someone that is different just think you don't know the half it. Just think what would've happened if that kid committed suicide because of what you said?

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
My community
Our world

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s u n f l o w e r

This is absolutely heart wrenching, you are an amazing poet

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