Hurt
We try to fly under the radar
We tell ourselves the same rhyme over and over, as if broken bones can compare to every name you called us
We paint smiles over our frowns so we don't give you the satisfaction
But we coaxed ourselves into believing the words you said were true
That no one liked us, that we were alone
We tried to empty ourselves so we would feel nothing- no love...no pain
But you continued to topple us with your wall of insults
The girl you called ugly, the girl you called fat
She sat in the back of the class so she wasn't bombarded with the insults
But when the bell rang, the hallway turned into her own personal battle ground and she found herself fighting you off day after day
You put signs on her locker calling her the names that melted her heart inside of her chest
So she ran away
Running for her own sanity
Because you never saw her for her, but for her looks
And she never came back
He had a personality made of antidepressants because of the cruelty
He merely laughs at the term "Drug free"
Drugs are his only sanity in a world where he is drowning in a sea of your harshness
Feeling like he was the main act in a circus meant only for your entertainment
He locked his door and traipsed on the tightrope to earn your acceptance
He walked the rope for miles until you pushed him and he fell
We waited to be next in the long line of us that took on the roles of clowns and carnies
Worst of all FREAKS
We wrote "HATE" on our arms and it bled through the bandages used to hold ourselves together
We went to school each day waiting for your arsenal to fire and hit us over and over
Refusing to cry, we felt like a broken record- repeating "stop", remaining broken
In our dreams we break society's mirror
We look into a better one and look closer than you ever attempted to
We saw what was truly beautiful when you saw the horrid and the ugly
She wasn't the new girl, she was one of you
Until you found out she brought black eyes and bloodied lips for show and tell
She tried to stand her ground and all you did was bury her beneath it
She ignored you and showed that she was fine, but we- the ones who know what it's like
We saw her bleeding from the inside out
We tried to tell her we didn't abandon her, like old broken house
We simply went to get supplies to repair it
But she let the faded echo of the insults beat their way into her sanctuary
She took your arsenal and fired on herself
So are you finally happy?
Are you glad your words did what they were intended to do?
They did exactly just that
They hurt
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