My end is something I can chose,
I can't lose
All I could hear was people laughing,
all I could see was people pointing
Everyone of them were everywhere,
just standing there
And would do nothing,
except staring
All does mean things they said,
that made me afraid
Of them but they would pretend,
as if nothing had ever happened
Now im shy,
because of all those days that I would cry
Im to shy to do what I used to love,
like acting was something precious to me that I love
The day I knew,
I had no value
Was when,
they raised their hand
If they would want me dead,
they said,
even now it still stays in my head
Im in depression,
its a disease like starvation
Even if the sun is bright,
it doesnt change anything right
When they said those things,
they think that its something
That I forgive,
but the thruth is that now the only thing I want is my suicide
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I Chose And Can't Lose
PoetryAbout my life experience in the past and now, about being bullied almost to death and what it made me today. This is a rhyming poem. Plz vote, comment, or read thx!