INFO : Cette partie est le fruit d'un projet de troisième en anglais sur le harcèlement. Ce n'est probablement pas parfait mais je tenais à la partager car il me semble avoir sa place dans ce recueil.
I was a baby
I was a curious child
I was young
I was outgoing
I spoke loudly. And long
I always had a big smile on my face.
I loved people, and school, and discover many things, ans speak with always more people.
I had a lot of friends
I loved a boy
I was happy
But the life is not a dream, is not a ling straight line, without obstacle
The life can be mean
The life can be bad and unfair
And sometimes, the life can suddenly change
You become sad
You become unable to love, and to smile
You just want to stop laughing
That is what I have become
Always sad
Always lonely
Always in tears or hide
All because of you
Just you
You, who took my hands
You, who smiled to me
You, who laughed with me
You, who cried with me
You, whom I was wrobg to consider as a friend
Because you were not
You were hurt
And you wanted someone to understand your pain
So, you had to choose someone
And you chose me
But I did not make anything
You just hurted me
You hit me
You called me somebody names
You made me cry
And you laughed
All days
Everytime
You were scary
You have destroyed me
I don't know if I will ever be able to rebuild me
I want
I hope
Thank you
VOUS LISEZ
A thought for you
PuisiAprès avoir parsemé mes cahiers de tous ces textes sans queue ni tête, après avoir pleuré et hurlé en posant tous ces mots sur du papier, après avoir compris que le seul moyen de se libérer était de tout partager, j'écris ici, pour comprendre, pour...
