#stopbullying

1/30/18

A boy at the highschool down the street from mine killed himself. 

It's sad, I know. 

But I'm not sad, I'm livid. 

Because the same kids that bullied him-some of the ones who used to torment me-plastered this hashtag all over social media

 

#stopbullying

 

Not only is this incredulous because of their behaivour

It's too damn late

 

It should't take a suicide for for kids to not be horrible to eachother.

 

Our schools shove these issues aside from the time they begin-I was told at age 12 to forgive a girl who threw stones and names at me because she had been bullied too. 

A guidance counselor and a principal told me that some people are just...brigher or prettier or more talented than others...and I was not fortunate enough to be as good as anyone but the other kids they tossed aside. 

 

I can't help but assume that this boy felt the same as I did. Like he would never matter.

 

And who can blame him?

If no one treats you like you are worth anything, how can you believe that you are?

Poetry Slam: 
This poem is about: 
Me
My community

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