This Is For YOU

This is for anyone who’s ever been called a freak, for anyone who’s ever felt like their world was about to end. This is for you. This is for everyone who has been picked on, ever been called a loser, anyone who’s ever wanted to wither away. This is for you.

Anyone who’s ever been shoved away because you aren’t cool enough, who’s ever been called a creep, this is for you. To anyone who ever wished for one day they could be popular, anyone who never had a chance with any high school hottie. This is for you. Anyone who’s turned to drugs, alcohol, self mutilation or even just shut out the world. This is for you. If you’ve ever been hurt, shoved away, punished unjustly, beat up, brought down, and just thrown around, this is for you.
And to every last one of you whom have turned to suicide because life ate you alive, THIS IS FOR YOU.

Feeling alone
Like nobody’s there
Wishing that just
For a moment they’d care

You’ll raise up your head
And hope for the best
But in the end
You’re shunned like the rest

Everyone cries
But few really weep
Every night
We cry ourselves to sleep

Trying to fight
We’re broken down
Into the pieces
You find all around

Walked on and hurt
And treated like dirt
Life isn’t fair
It doesn’t even try

You’ve got people to meet
But they all hate you
Just because you’re unique
They think you’re a fool

But you puff out your chest
And strut away
Whatever they yell
You must believe it’s okay

But they chase you down
And beat you bloody
So once again
You have to leave

Life isn’t fair
So why bother to try
When all that happens
Causes suicide

BUT NEVER GIVE UP
BECAUSE ONE DAY YOU’LL BE COOL
AND THE ONES THAT HATED YOU
WILL WISH THEY’D BEEN NICE

SO STRUT EVERYWHERE YOU GO
AND DON’T LET EM BEAT YOU DOWN
THEY’RE BLOODTHIRSTY ANIMALS
BUT YOU CAN STRIKE THEM DOWN!!

Published
Categorized as poetic

By QuietFairWarning

Russian Roulet- My favourite game. Death- my favourite state of being. Suicide- yeah, within 24 hours of writing this probably.