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My Pain
I'm fighting back tears,
but the pain won't go away.
I've chased away my fears,
but they keep coming back to stay.
I look in the mirror,
and hate what I see.
I'm stuck behind four walls,
and it's getting hard to breath.
I've been called a whore,
a slut,
a psychopathic b***h.
I try to find my happy place,
but that doesn’t exist.
I'm stressed to the point of no return,
and I want this to end.
I'm ding inside,
but no one can see,
through the fake smiles that I use,
to hide what you don't want me to be.
I feel alone.
No one to talk to.
I don't feel safe.
I feel used.
Losing friend after friend,
why won't this nightmare end,
but I’m stuck in a loop,
reliving each and every day.
hoping it's just a dream.
I'm trying to stay alive,
while it slowly slips away.
This is my pain.
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This goes out to all of the people who have been bullied. You're not alone. I've been bullied all of my life, and I'm glad for the friend that I still have that have kept me strong. I'm also absolutely ecstatic that I have a boyfriend who taught me, and is still teaching me how to trust people again. I have thought about ending it all in the past; putting my self out of my misery as some people would call it, but then I though about the people who really did care about me. It brought me back to reality. I’m just happy to know that so many do care, and that I have someone to talk to. You just need to find that person and never let them go.