Bullying Poem

The Pain Of Hurtful Words

Poem about my life and trying to find happiness.

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Finding Happiness

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Published: June 2014

Slut, whore, fat
replays in my head.
Actually believing for one second
that I am what everyone calls me.
How could those small words
hurt you so much?
"Forget about it,"
"don't mind it"
"it was a joke."
How could I forget?
How could I not care?
How could a joke hurt so much?
Unanswered questions.
Hoping, Wishing, Dreaming
that someday I could actually be happy,
instead of pretending.
Hiding behind happiness,
so no one sees the pain.
Waiting for the day
that I can let my guard down,
and let someone in.

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