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See Me

August 16, 2018
By Anonymous

I walk the same halls every day, day in, day out with nothing to say

You laugh at me like I am nothing,

You act as though I am nothing but the dirt underneath your feet

I stand there hoping you’ll see me for me, but I am met with nothing

You see only what you want to see, and you see me as though I am some sort of demon trying to take others into the darkness

Only you don’t see you’re describing you

Every day you aim and shoot me down and I take a great fall

Spiraling down and I hit the ground

With every shot you take I fall even harder

But with every shot the kickback of your words sends you down farther than me

You go farther and farther down and you try to get back up with more of your evil comments

But it takes you farther down

You aim you shoot and I shout “See me”

But no one hears me

Each time you shoot I fall harder the wounds to great to hide

You leave all my flaws on the table for all to see

But you still don’t see me

Your words can take you high up into the clouds

Or they can take you straight down to hell

You aim, you shoot, but you still fall

The only way back up is to be kind, but you still refuse to see people for who they are

You try to drag others down with you, but in doing so you fall even farther

You aim, you shoot, but I hold on

I tell myself I can’t let go

I grab hold to what I believe in like an anchor

I grab hold like my life depends on it, but maybe it does

Maybe we just have to grab hold in times of despair, and hope for the best

Maybe we just have to believe that things will get better

But it gets harder to hold on when you aim and shoot

Aim and shoot

You strike my heart trying to bring me down I still shout “See me”

But you only see people how you want

You only see what you want to see

You only hear what you want to hear

You only care for yourself NOTHING more

You have no foundation to hold on to because you’ve let go long ago

So you continuously aim and shoot

Aim and shoot you say you must  because it makes you feel strong

You don’t see it just makes you weak

Aim and shoot you never stop

I am the prime target

Aim and shoot you bring me down

And somedays I feel like I can’t go on

But I am strong

I take every bullet with pride

Because I know though all this I will come out on top

I take each word you say and turn it into an empire

I take each bullet and find a way to stop it

I am strong

But I’m not alone

You may aim and shoot because of something you’ve lost

But you will not drag me down

I will come out on top

I am strong

I will not go down without a fight

You can try to drag me down, but every time you’ll end up on the ground

I will stand strong

I will stand proud

You may aim and shoot

But I’ll never lose

Because every time you try to drag me down you fall, but I stand tall

So go ahead aim and shoot

Aim and shoot

I SAID AIM AND SHOOT

But remember this I’ll NEVER lose

I’LL NEVER LOSE

So aim and shoot

But I’ll NEVER lose

I’ll NEVER, EVER lose

Every time you aim and shoot

You lose

While I stand tall

You aim and shoot

But I never fall

I’ll NEVER fall again

I’ll NEVER fall because of you

Go ahead aim and shoot

But you’ll fall

Aim, shoot, fall

That’s what you’ll do until you break the pattern

I let the comments roll over my shoulders like water

You aim but this time you don’t shoot, and you rise when you let your guns fall

You rise, but you don’t fall

You continue to rise

You will not fall

Because you see me for me

Because you’ll NEVER aim to shoot again

Because you are now like me

So stand tall

Stand proud

Be proud of who you’ve become

You will continue to rise for the rest of your life all because you’ve learned to respect others

You’ve learned to build others up, not drag them down

You rise, but you don’t fall

You continue to rise

You will not fall

You’ll never aim to shoot again

You are now like me

Stand tall, stand proud

You’ll always stand proud


The author's comments:

This was a piece I wrote over the course of a few years. The first half was written back in seveth grade when I felt like the whole world was riding on my shoulders, when I felt like there was no way out. The middle was in eigth when I felt like the world around me didn't matter. And the end... was written in ninth grade when I realized they only picked up their guns of hatred because that was all they knew. I chose to be the one to show them kindness, to show them how to be strong when their entire world was falling apart. That's where this piece came from. And I'm proud of it, whether you hate it or love it, I'm proud and that's all that matters.

X. _Nightmare_

(Two Truths And A Lie)


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