My first ever poem - Society

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This is the first poem I wrote. It took me a week or so to write and has undergone a lot of editing. I wrote this on a personal level after being bullied in school. So to all those are being bullied please read this or even those who are not. We need to start doing something about bullying. I dedicate this to all my friends and family who have helped me through everything and I also dedicate it to those who are fighting bullying as an ongoing battle and those we've lost.

This ones called Society...

I spent days and weeks taking in all they said,

Just to find out that i... I am far from dead,

And i am far from dying so take back what you said!

Cause i won't die for you, no not in the end,

I won't give in to society and the message I'm told,

I'm too ugly to be a model,

I'm too proud I'm too bold

My mouth needs shutting,

Cause you're all tired and old,

But this our generation,

The loud and the bold,

So to all those silenced,

This is our time to shine,

Don't listen to strangers,

Shout this is what's mine,

And as you shout please scream out with pride,

Point to your image, your body, your mind!

Cause nothing worth saving is already dead,

You are skin you are blood,

You're the hungry,

The fed! 

Doesn't it matter that we are being misled?

By magazines and posters,

And that girl stuck in you're head,

Cause she told you you're worthless

She told you to die,

She said you don't fit onto this society,

Maybe that wasn't such a lie

because, See we are sit here complaining about the stories we've been told,

About that kids in her bathrooms who tied rope round their throats,

And we will blame society for this tragic event,

Not knowing we are society, the ones to blame in the end!

And we do nothing about it but keep our mouths shut,

In case we shatter the luck that we've already got,

The luck that's given our nation,

The strength to fight on?

The same nation we have built our society on!

We have to change as a nation as a nation we do!

We have to fight for whats right at the moment that's true!

And I don't mean wars, see we have too many going on,

How to stay silenced? How to stay strong?

We are taught to forgive, to forget what is wrong.

But if a child is told to die,

Do we just sit there in silence and ignore their outcries,

Maybe the words and the names became too many,

Maybe they are broken and scarred and just not ready,

For pain and for grief and

don't blame that on bad luck,

When we are struggling there is a god above?

Because when you look real close you know just who to blame,

The society before our generation the teachers, the brains!

The ones who are right, the ones who are never wrong,

But the ones who don't listen as if we are not strong,

We are not powerful,

No but we are not weak,

So listen up now its our turn to speak!

I won't be told to quit just because I'm a teen,

But maybe this message is viewed as obscene,

Because its not spoken by a 6 foot model,

Our Society expects us all to be!

This is what we are teaching our toddlers and teens,

To judge what's not pretty, to kill what you don't want to see,

I don't even mean murder believe me I know,

That children today feel they just can't go on,

So they pick up their blades and their knifes or their rope,

And know the days will be better because they won't be here tomorrow,

But this happens too often,

To teens just like us,

40,000 children will attempt suicide... in a year that's too much,

Its because of what society teaches us to do,

Make people feel weak and unhappy its true!

But this all has to change, why are you biting your tongue,

When so many children's voices are going unsung,

Maybe you don't know how to fix just what's gone wrong

well I will give you some pointers while I'm ending this poem,

Maybe instead of trying to achieve perfection,

Give those imperfect children a little attention,

They don't feel they fit in they are covered in flaws,

But they are beautiful,

And you society are everything that's wrong!

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