📝;; This poem is all about a girl who is being bullied. She thinks that suicide would be the answer to stop people from saying inappropriate things to her. I was inspired by the movie 13 Reasons Why. Shout out to all girls out there who once experienced this thing, just be strong. That's why I entitled this;
''WHEN WILL I EXPERIENCE A GOOD MORNING?''
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When will I experience it?
Under the stellar of the dark
Depression, Anxiety, Loneliness
They lay hold of my happiness
Holding an object who's keened enough to stain
If I start piercing my skin, will people stop being mean?
Their untold myriad thoughts that blew out of their mind
At last, their faces hiding behind the mask fell off that once put me in hope
Wings flew off and serpents changed revised
Poor me as they bite my prime and let the venom flowed in mine
Their expression mixed in my tears
By the hand of evilness, they prayed and asked when will I die
I'm just a girl who wants to live normal
They called me slut, bitch, and whore for they witnessed seeing me with boys
We can't really trust generation nowadays
For they make a story that might want you to live for a day
Humanity scratched my scar and let my innocent bled out
Oh dear, will people be happy If I go away with fear?
I was once pure, not until the water diluted
Their nasty moves that sets my body polluted
My heart is screaming for help, but they shake it off that caused my unwanted death
I'm sending off this letter to everyone
Authorization might helped and I don't want someone to experience one.
