Bullying Poem by Teens

Poem On Overcoming Bullying

I made this poem because I wanted to show how I felt about bullying. Some of my close friends were bullied and I wanted everyone to know what it's like to be bullied.

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My name is Will I'm from New Zealand . Excuse my grammar its 11:05 at night. So my story is that I was bullied at my secondary school. First year had food thrown at me, names called, told how …

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Published: Aug 2012

Words Hurt

You should know, bullying hurts.
It starts with one word, one word you blurt.
Fat, 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, they want to fade away.

This is when enough is enough,
they're sick of playing strong, 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 okay,
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's 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's the one who feels broken hearted?

Bullying gave you power, that they refused to give,
you can't help but wonder ''what if''.
What if they didn't get so strong?
What if they were crumbled all along?

What you don't 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 don't know what could of been done,
you were doing it all for fun.

You think they're losers, but they're stronger than you,
have you seen what they've been through?
With your words you gave a black eye,
they are leaving, bully, so say your goodbye.

But one more thing before you go,
did you enjoy my little show?
Remember, words can hurt more than the punch,
Believe me now? Cause this was just a hunch.

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  • by Will, New Zealand
  • 6/17/2014

My name is Will I'm from New Zealand . Excuse my grammar its 11:05 at night.

So my story is that I was bullied at my secondary school. First year had food thrown at me, names called, told how dumb I was for being dyslexic and how I would fail school. This still occurs not as bad but I still get pretty aggravated from the small things as no one deserves that shit in their lives.

That is when I thought about committing suicide by jumping of something high enough to kill me or to cut my throat wrists so on . But then I realized how much I would be missing out on like what would my parents think or my friends think (well whoever I thought my friends were) if I killed myself I wouldn't be able to see what happens.

This maybe something like a speck compared to your stories but I just wanted to share thanks.

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  • by Melissa,United Kingdom, England
  • 5/22/2014

I have been bullied since year 4. The boys just hated me for no reason and I wanted to know why. They kept on hurting me at every club I went to. It's like they followed me everywhere. They always threw the Rugby balls at me and it really hurt. I sometimes feel like not going to school. When I go home I always wonder "Why Me?" Why do I always cry myself to sleep? Why do I run home from school? Why do I not tell my parents? This poem is like a recap of my life. One day all my friends said enough is enough and they told the teacher. Friends are always there when you need them.

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  • by Jc, Canada
  • 4/29/2014

I'm in fifth grade, and I guess school isn't something very fun for me. I always get bullied by the boys in my class and in the other grade 5 class. My best friend doesn't even stand up for me, she joins in instead. People make fun of the way I talk, how I look, my mistakes, etc. I really want to just punch them in the face, but I can't. The bullies swear, punch, push, etc. A few days ago they wouldn't let my friends and I play on the glider. I tried to get them to go away, but they kept on pushing me. This poem is just.... great. Awesome poet c:

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  • by Nelsie
  • 4/8/2014

Hi my name is Nelsie and I really think these people who commented are obviously soldiers! The best in the world! I have been bullied several times everyday I'm in the 7th grade but you may not know where I live it's very small but lots of violence. So TAKE A STAND! Don't be afraid so if you're reading this and have been bullied. God bless you cause you are AMAZING!:)

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  • by Katie, England
  • 3/28/2014

Hi my name is Katie, I am 14 years old, I was bullied in my old school, it made me feel so upset useless and confused, I had no one. I used to walk around the school on my own getting laughed at by the people who bullied me. I had no one in that school not even one person, I used to come home and pour into tears because I thought I hated my life and thought I was useless and I didn't see the point in my life, all I ever wanted was to be happy in life I mean that's not a lot to ask for is it? Or is it? .…

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  • by Kiana
  • 3/4/2014

I've been teased and criticized my whole life. Certain times I let it go, but others I break down and cry on my own. Most of it actually comes from my own family. Sometimes my mom would say, "look how fat you are?" or people just treat me like a joke and squish my fat. Although it may sounds funny, it rips me apart. I cry because my own family who's supposed to support me turns their back on me. I feel like nothing. I look in the mirror, nothing seems right. I''ve learned however to take pride in my chubbiness. Although you may look different from others you're unique in your own way. I've learned to use my chubbiness to stand up to people. I tell them "well, I''ll survive in a desert longer." And walk away. When you're not happy with yourself, use what you've got. Come up with a way to show that you're special just like them. I haven't fully recovered from my depression yet but I'm determined. When in doubt find people who are in your position and come up with a plan. Good luck! I believe in you!

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  • by Haley, Palm Bay Fl
  • 2/28/2014

People get bullied all around me and I never stopped it before, but after reading you guys stories it actually hurts me to see and feel that people actually want to take their lives because bullies are tearing them down inside like a virus tears down your immune system. I am going to talk to my principal and deans and see if I can make a group about bullies and why they need to be stopped. I'm not going to let bullying continue anymore if I can help it because I know now that hurts a lot. I've never really been bullied because people are usually scared of me because I guess I give off that kind of vibe but I'm going to STOP BULLYING UNTIL IT KILLS ME.

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  • by Tasmaina
  • 2/20/2014

When I was very little i was in grade 2 and I got teased everyday and now I'm in grade 8 and I still get teased everyday. I wish that I was dead.

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  • by NJ, USA
  • 2/11/2014

My name is Angel. I was bullied for almost a week now but I'm not going to let those words they say hurt me or bring me down I always have a smile on my face and I ignore them. My advice is STAY STRONG!!!!

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  • by Thomas Uk
  • 2/1/2014

School is tough and this poem best describes how hard life can be. For year seven to eleven I've been the victim of bullying and at points in life, I thought life was so crap that maybe I should end it, but something that I've learnt is no matter what people do to try and make your life hell you will always be the bigger person. You may loose faith in your family or your friends but what's imperative is that you never ever ever ever loose faith in your self. When life is rubbish keep a journal. Write your thoughts down. Then learn a self defense, that way if they hurt you, you can kick their arse. Keep calm and Carry on.

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  • by Thalia, Australia
  • 12/21/2013

Howdy, my name is Thalia I am 15 and I was bullied a lot.. still am being bullied..(from kindergarten to year ten) a while ago I wrote a different poem titled words hurt, it is a shorter poem based on what happened to me... you are a great poet... just remember anyone who is being bullied you are not alone because a lot of people go through this and although they may not share your language they share your burden <3

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  • by Justine, Philippines
  • 11/29/2013

I've been bullied once but I didn't let them pull me down. Instead, I used them as an inspiration to rise up. I imagined myself in the future, successful and happy and I'd be telling them proudly that this is the girl they used to bully.

To everyone who is bullied, please don't hurt yourself. I may not know you but I love you. I'm sure each one of us here loves you. Yes, you. Those people don't deserve it. And remember: PEOPLE THROW ROCKS AT THINGS THAT SHINE.

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  • by Daenah
  • 9/11/2013

Well hi I'm 12 and I've been bullied a couple times by some really mean girls. They used to shout out B****while I played touch. Called me slut and a lot more. I never made contact with them, never even spoke to them at all then all of a sudden they started hating on me.
P.S I don't cut or hate back. Always remind yourself that there will always be someone there to love you. <333

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  • by Nikki, West Virginia
  • Aug 2013

Hi I'm Nikki I was never bullied until I moved to West Virginia from Kentucky. I was actually popular when I first started school in the 3rd grade and I had a lot of friends. But then a couple of my friends were picking on this girl Destiny. She wasn't really that bad she just wore grubby clothes and had a little stench. I felt bad for her and went over and sat with her at lunch. We became best friends but all my friends started calling me nasty names saying I was ratchet. I didn't care then but after that the bullying didn't stop. I tried suicide so many times but it never worked so now I cut. Destiny and I were really close I was always at her house and she was at mine. She now has a new best friend and loads of friends and I just got left behind. Her friends pick on me and she doesn't stand up for me or talk to me anymore. So much for friendship I'm now in 10th grade and I don't talk to her anymore.

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  • by Sam
  • Jun 2013

My name is Sam, all my life I was bullied. I have recently just graduated from high school and I'm still being bullied because no matter were you go whether its work, home, or school you'll be bullied and sometimes for the stupidest reasons. I've started to take a stand and email my state Governor on the matter of bullying. I know what its like when you feel alone.

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  • by Claire Kelly , Mackay Queensland
  • Jun 2013

Hi Kaylynn, this poem is amazing! I have been bullied and it has really touched me. I am doing a English assignment on your poem and I really need you help! I am in grade 10 and for English I have to analyze a poem. I need a blurb on the author and I was wondering if you could do one for me :) I have messaged you on Facebook and it went to your others folder. Please message me back as my English grade depends on it :) :)

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  • by Michelle Zavala, New York
  • Apr 2013

Hi my name is Michelle I have been bullied my whole life. They always kept on spreading rumors about me. They call me names. I have been called fat, ungrateful, and no one in the world will understand my pain. I always have a fake smile at school because I don't want no one to know my pain although I feel alone I feel like I have no one. But that still doesn't stop me from doing good at school. If I find someone being bullied I stop them. I don't want to see someone getting hurt like I have.

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  • by Brighid, Illinois
  • Apr 2013

Hi my name is Brighid I am 15 and was bulled every day from primary grads to now. I am in 8th grade and I started cutting when I was in 3rd grade...... although I have bin able to ignore these people doing this to me face to face I still come home crying and wishing to die........ 4th grade was the year I tried to overdose in the school bathroom. I would have done it if the one person that is now my best friend had not come in, she saved my life. But the bullying still goes on and it still hurts so I have to keep dealing with it. But I help people that are being bulled as well. I can't stand and do nothing while I know their pain.

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  • by Katrina Ganesan
  • Apr 2013

This poem really touched my heart. I am an Indian girl, so of course I wear the informal dot on my head everyday. I get taunted, teased, picked on, pushed, shoved, and even came close to plain suicide until my school counselor caught me with my suicide weapon: a knife. I felt so lonely, so much like a retarded outsider, I couldn't help but cry my eyes out until I couldn't cry no more. Literally, now I'm suffering from chronic dry eye problem. I got shoved in a psychiatric unit for half a year.

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  • by Kevin, Washington
  • Jan 2013

Hey my name Kevin I was never really bullied. But now and again I get called names but I simply just don't care! I believe God didn't make us perfect so why care about what people think if God made me this way. I remember this one day at school I was in 7th grade and I was known as a popular kid but I was one of those layed back get all the girls type and I was walking with this kid who was in my class who wasn't really popular but I'm a person who feels really sorry for people so I talked to him and eventually the conversation came to him saying "I wish I was you" and that really told me something about this person he didn't like his life at all so he wanted mine which he thought was better but mine really wasn't. I remember that day until now it will always touch my heart. I'm not a bully and I actually stand up for people who couldn't stand up for themselves cause I'm bigger.

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  • by Esmeralda, Utah
  • Dec 2012

Well I know how all of you guys feel I've been through the same situation as all of guys. But I believe no one should believe what people say, people can say anything they want that's their problem if people think that you whatever they say then you're like that no one should ever get to you. This goes to Maddy # 1 I think you shouldn't be their friends or listen to what they say because that is really fake what they do, you should always stand for what is right and know that you're not standing alone god is with you and you should have faith that things will get better. You should never believe to what people say as long as you know you're an amazing person then that's what you are. No matter how bad things are you should always wake up with a big smile and don't care what people say never think about
Suicide because that's never the answer and it also doesn't make things better and hopefully you guys agree and I wish you guys a Merry Christmas...!(:

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  • by Ashley
  • Dec 2012

I loved your poem so much. I hope you don't mind I used it in one of my blogposts, Of course I gave you credit! If you'd like me to take it down though let me know! Used it here -http://theofficialteendiary.blogspot.com/2012/12/those-silent-screams.html :)

It's a very meaningful post. I used to get bullied in elementary school and part of middle school. That's why I'm homeschooled. Amazing poem.

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  • by Marie, Texas
  • Dec 2012

My name is Marie and I'm 15 years old. I've been bullied all of my life, but mentally severely in the 7th grade for having big lips and a gap. I was very secretive about it because I didn't want to give anyone satisfaction of causing me hurt....and get it thrown back at me when they were mad. The people closest to me hurts me the most. I've never had my first boyfriend or kiss...because I'M AFRAID. Everybody at that school hated me. My so called friends (a few) meant the world to me but I didn't mean anything to them...that they stopped talking to me because I was bullied. So since everyone took, "He likes you" as a sarcastic joke. I'll never believe it. It still affects me because I'm not enjoying me teen life. I stay inside because I'M INSECURE. I never give eye contact. I hate pictures....I hate mirrors, I hate...myself. I'm trying to love myself. I want to be a singer but you have to have the confidence and image. Poetry is my therapy. Be strong everyone..including me. Love yourself!

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  • by Mady, Edmonton
  • Dec 2012

Hi my name is Mady and I was also bullied by my best friends. I have been bullied by them from grade 4 to 6. They would call me names everyday and then say sorry. They also said that if I wasn't going to be friends with them anymore that no one would like me. I actually believed them which was incredibly stupid. I soon realized that nobody liked me because I hung out with them. I always came home crying everyday with a new problem and my parents got tired of it in grade six . That's when I finally broke up with them. I wasn't allowed to hang with them and I wasn't allowed to play with them. When I walked away or said I'm leaving now, they'd tell the principal on me. They would say something about one of my friends so I'd tell the teacher. But they would only deny it which made me look bad. My case isn't as bad as some people's out there but I know how it feels. I'm more confident now and am stronger than I was before.

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  • by Mady, Kanata
  • Nov 2012

I am Mady. I have been bullied before by my best friend. She calls me a bragger, a show-off and always complains when I don't do what She wants. She always ends up apologizing, but does it again. She thinks ''you don't understand'' is a proper excuse. I have only gotten bullied by one other person so I don't know what I am doing wrong. Please tell me if I should accept her as a friend or leave her.

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This poem absolutely touched me, because I can relate to it more than most people would probably think that I could. I moved away from the city that I grew up in, to a really snobby city. I lived there for about two and half years, and every year I got bullied. People would call me a whore, slut, would say that I tried to seduce their boyfriends. In reality, I had never had a boyfriend, and had never done a single thing with a guy. Also, I would get called ugly because I didn't wear makeup, but what they didn't know is that I couldn't. Can't really wear makeup when it gives you infections. People would also call me fat, just because it would top it all off. So, eventually I started cutting myself, popping pills, and attempting suicide. However one day I realized that they shouldn't get to me, because they were just trying to make themselves feel better. Everyone is different, everyone is perfectly imperfect.

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  • by Kelsey, Saskatoon,Canada
  • Nov 2012

I would like to share my friends story for her. She was very young and her mom died. She has 2 younger sisters. Her mom died when she was very young. Ever since her mom died she always heard this from people "at least I have a mom", "at least my mom is alive unlike yours" and she and her sisters have heard this ever since she passed away. She has thought of suicide but she didn't cause I talked her out of it. So then I got made fun of and punched and pushed around by my own cousin cause I am her friend. My own cousin called her a suicidal freak. At the moment she is still bulled. She is 12 and her sisters are 10 and 8 . She cries everyday and no one notices but me cause I pay attention to her more then anyone. She has been cutting herself for awhile now but I'm trying to make her stop. She already attempted suicide already. She has been called fat, ugly, a slut, whore, skank, bitch, fish lips, loser, dumb bitch, 25 cent hoe, and lots more. I have been beat up for helping her I used to do the same to her until they brought her mom up into the bullying. But that's her story. Bye

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My name is Kiara I am 16 years old. I've been bullied since I was in 3rd grade, I had sisters but they made fun of me cause I was the youngest, fattest & ugliest, so I felt like no one really cared about me... When I was in 6th grade the bullying got worst people would jump me for no reason, call me fat, throw books at me, even throw food at me & I just got even more depressed, I started cutting & even having suicidal thoughts. I thought no one wanted me in this world, but I was too scared to end my life. In 7th grade I ended up staying with my grandmother in Jamaica & was homeschooled, she told me everyday not to care what people say about me because I am beautiful inside & out, that God brought me into this world for a reason ... & if people can't accept me for who I am then that's their problem and not mine. Everyday I would tell myself that. And I would feel better & think different, I went back to the US in the 9th grade. I took the things my grandmother did & it worked, when people made fun of me. It didn't hurt as much as it used too, I made a lot of friends ... And I also joined I non-bullying group to help others to stop being bullied & I love it, I'm now in the 11th grade still in the non-bullying group feeling great. And I want to tell you never let a bully put you down, God brought you in this world for a wonderful reason & you are a wonderful person, don't ever let anyone tell you different. You are loved! In every way :) never give up on yourself. Show that bully your strong, never back down!

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  • by Bianca
  • Oct 2012

My name is Bianca and I've been getting bullied since I was a young girl. I had no friends growing up and I still don't. I'm in grade 10 now and I get food thrown at me 2 times a week every week. I have had a stone thrown at me a number of times. I have even started cutting because I can't deal with it. I don't go to school anymore I wagg it every day and just go to the beach and watch the sea and wish I was dead. I tried to kill myself and I was close to death till my friend find me and called 000.
When I see someone getting bullied I always stick up for them and let them know they aren't alone. But it's still hard to go to school and get called names and getting food, stones and people bashing me for no reason, but I wanna make something of my life so I'm trying to stop cutting and get back to school.

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  • by Sasha, Otter Lake, Michigan
  • Sep 2012

I was bullied all my life and I hid myself from the world cause I was afraid of being hurt again. I didn't have many friends cause after that I felt like there was no one out there that I could trust, everyone that I thought was my friend has all turned their back on me. I have always dreamed of being a cheerleader in high school, I always wanted to be voted prom queen but never got asked out to prom. I got asked out to one dance, I was all ready to go and I was blown off. After that I just went to school and never talked to anyone I just stuck to myself I thought I would have friends and be popular but I guess I thought wrong. I have always dreamed of hanging with the popular kids but they would never talk to me but it never happened so I just hid from the world and stayed to myself like I still do I want to be a singer but I am afraid people would just laugh at me.

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  • by Tiffany
  • Sep 2012

Hey, my name is Tiffany and I've been bullied since I was in 5th grade till 10th. It hurt bad because they were was like hey look at the fat kid or something like that. I block it out because I don't let people see me cry so I wait till I go to bed crying myself to sleep. When I was in 9th I got picked on everyday. The way I look the way I talked. I ask my mom to homeschool me because I would never make it. It took my BEST friend dying to say hey life is too short to be mad at people. But I stop people when I see them being bullied. I am doing good. So I say this DON'T LET PEOPLE GET YOU DOWN.

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