I want to talk about bullying.
I want to talk about how much it hurts.
I want to talk about how whenever you hear the word,
You think about specific people that have really hurt you in the past.

I want to talk about suicide,
And how it is one of the many effects bullying can have on people.
How people can hurt you so terribly you can feel like there is no way out because at home your parents are fighting and your mom has cancer.
So you truly feel alone and you have no place satisfying enough to help you feel whole.

I want to talk about love.
I want to talk about how affection and compassion
seem to be disappearing though time despite the feelings of others.


I want to talk about empathy.
I want to talk about how it’s expiring in our generations’ hearts.

I want to talk about pain.
I want to talk about how pain is different for everyone.
When you’re pushed down,
You may bleed.
And sure you have scars,
But you can’t remember the physical pain.
No,
You just remember how people told you to sit in the isle of the school bus
Because you aren’t worthy enough to sit on a chair.

I want to talk about how long those horrifying words and thoughts stay with you.
I want to talk about how it may have happened in your younger years,
But it’s still affecting you in the present day.

I want to talk about how if feels to believe that you are worthless,
And hopeless.
How people tell you that no one would be bothered if you just killed yourself.
How you feel trapped because for whatever reason your mom refuses to allow you live with your dad.