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Chung Luong

If you don't learn to write your own story, someone else will write it for you

2 poems·Since October 2013
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You Never Know

January 30, 2014

You never know, bullying hurts,

It starts with one word, one word you blurt,

Ugly, worthless, these are the words they hear,

Did you know, you're their biggest fear?

 

Day by day, you torment them,

It takes so long for their hearts to mend,

All they ask for is one true friend,

But you make them want their lives to end.

 

Everyday they wake up with regret,

All they want to do is forget,

It's not just hitting and punching, it's the words you say,

They hurt so much, and they want to fade away.

 

This is when enough is enough,

They're sick of playing strong, and sick of playing tough,

But they know they can make it through,

You may not have known, but they always knew.

 

They put on a fake smile and pretend they're fine,

They believe they can make it all the way,

Of course your words still offend,

But they have been pieced back together again.

 

Someone leaves the crowd and lends them a hand,

They learn that it is time to stand,

Their smile is no longer fake,

Now they have no reason to ache.

 

You see, all they ever needed was a friend,

Someone to stand by them when the bullying came again,

Now they are free,

The insults barely sting, don't you see?

 

The bully is never wanted, unless wanted to leave,

The person you bullied now has no need for long sleeves,

Your work here is done, not that it should of started,

Now who is the one who feels broken heart?

 

Bullying gave you power, that they refused to give,

You can't help but wonder "what if",

What if they did not get so strong?

What if they were crumbled all along?

 

What you do not think of, is what could of been,

What if they pulled the razor to their skin?

What if you pushed them too far,

To where they tied a rope around their collar?

 

What if they wrote down all the secrets they had to spill,

right before taking an overdose on the pills?

You do not know what could of been done,

You were doing it all for fun.

 

You think they are losers, but they are stronger than you,

Have you seen what they have been through?

With your words you gave a black eye,

They are leaving, bully, so say your goodbye.

 

But one more time before you go,

Did you enjoy my little show?

Remember, words can hurt more than the punch,

Because this was just a hunch.

 

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