Drowning In Sorrow- Poetry

Words Hurt

*so first off I just started randomly writing stuff and this is what I ended with its not that good but I hope you guys like it*

The pretty friend, the popular chick, the teachers pet, the one everyone wants, and everyone's in love with her...

The lonely girl, the antisocial one, she talks to no one and no one talks to her, the one with anxiety, depression, you can see it on her from a mile away. The person with bipolar disorder who's mentally and emotionally sick. They look at her and stare knowing she doesn't feel safe but they don't even blink an eye.

They say its not what meets the eye but what's beneath. Can't they see she's suffering, because they are hypocrites who don't give a shit.

The nerds, the freaks, the geeks, ugly, nasty, "attention seekers". Can't they see that the only attention seekers there are around here are them.

The ones with the pretty looks who wants everyone to stare, and to be jealous of them, who don't care who they torture.

They don't care what's happening. They don't know how you feel until they're in your place being called all those names. Ugly, fat, freak, poor, disgusting, and faggot, retard. Those words so hateful and demeaning. What's worse than people believing you're that way. Its when you start to believe them.

You hear the boys cat calling the pretty, rich chicks walking on the street. Then when you walk by they stare and leave.

They say there isn't anymore judgment. That its a bully free zone. But there is no such thing in a place that's so cruel.

They don't suffer the way we do. We are being pushed around and abused. They would never understand they were never in our place.

We're the lowly freaks,
Who don't even know what a compliment means.

When a boy comes and says something nice, they assume he was dared.

If a girl comes around and tells a boy she likes him and he's cute all he can think is "where's the homework you need help with"