You don't know

You don't know

A Poem by Nicole_the_poet
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This is my favorite poem i wrote this poem its to exprire anyone who has been bullied and have overcome of it

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My pain feels like a hot sweaty clear game
You think which that makes everything the same
Telling me everything will be ok you don't know how it feels unless you was placed in my
Shoes foreal praying in mute, you don't know how it feels to be covered in blood every time you was shove. You dont know how it feels to be tease or mistreated or not taking care of. You dont' know the talk of giggle. Which my personal frame ,you dont know I had to deal with it everyday is this a game i will always be the same even
Not having contractions to even change or
Realizing on my name they was burning my one and only frame. Pray was my only term at that point of day feeling someone
Holding my hands wondering what they will say buring my head in my arms hoping im invisible. Something in that kind
Of way . Life goes on knowing that they made a big mistake and it will never be erase You Don't Know

© 2019 Nicole_the_poet


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Posted 6 Years Ago


oh dear :( bullying is a horrible blight upon our nature it seems ...use to be a children's game but now has become some kind of art on line that draws hundreds into the frey ..your words like burn, hot, sweaty, and phrases like "praying in mute" and "covered in blood" ...all lend to a very emotive write ... and we don't know how it feels unless we experience it ourselves ..it does hurt.. a lot ..and that pain comes through in your poem ,,, English no withstanding ;)) i feel you Nicole :(
E.

Posted 6 Years Ago



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Nicole_the_poet
Nicole_the_poet

Detroit, MI



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