(trigger warning: talks about mental health and sh ideation)
Dear Society,
This is a plea
From a broken girl
In this damaged world
A girl who never had the chance
To be herself in fear of being rejected
Cast aside for not following the public norms
This is a plea
For God's sake society,
A girl's body is not a toy
A piece of material to be passed around and thrown to the ground
To be torn and beaten
Bruised black and blue- bleeding through
Her very being
A person's dreams
Are not shared to be downgraded for being
Too childish, unachievable, and unrealistic
And yet, the sky is the limit?
For God's sake society,
Suicide is not a joke
Out of the eight hundred thousand children that take their lives
Or tried and failed to succeed
How much blood covers your hands
Just cuz you 'joke around'
Saying things you don't understand
That girl fights at home
The real reason she's always alone is cuz she's scared
Scared of someone seeing her vulnerable
Since the pressure says crying is for the weak
Wearing long sleeves to hide her scarred over scars
Going through life where everything is bleak
Dear God society,
This is a plea
Since when was suffering admirable
Five foot seven a hundred and ten pounds
Curvy figure and pale skin
So perfect - society says
She's dying! But you wouldn't know
It doesn't matter, just look at her figure
Toxic build up in her body and five years old
Anorexia at ten, bulimia at fifteen
How much longer until it's finally seen
Her ribs - jutting from her sides
Held in place
By only the pale paper mache they call her skin
For God's sake society!
Is there really a reason
For labels and names to organize people in boxes like street signs
Saying what goes in which direction
Piling on a thick cloud and shame and hate
Just because of the kind of person we want to be and date
Dear society,
This was a plea
Isn't it clear?
Things in this era are more than they appear
On the surface -
We're all people here
Playing this game of what society say goes
Cookie-cutter impressions of the human race
Anything different would be a disgrace
When can we act like people and stop moving out of fear
Of things we can't control
Dear Society,
This is a plea
From a broken girl
In this damaged world
A girl who never had the chance
To be herself in fear of being rejected
Cast aside for not following the public norms
This is a plea
For God's sake society,
A girl's body is not a toy
A piece of material to be passed around and thrown to the ground
To be torn and beaten
Bruised black and blue- bleeding through
Her very being
A person's dreams
Are not shared to be downgraded for being
Too childish, unachievable, and unrealistic
And yet, the sky is the limit?
For God's sake society,
Suicide is not a joke
Out of the eight hundred thousand children that take their lives
Or tried and failed to succeed
How much blood covers your hands
Just cuz you 'joke around'
Saying things you don't understand
That girl fights at home
The real reason she's always alone is cuz she's scared
Scared of someone seeing her vulnerable
Since the pressure says crying is for the weak
Wearing long sleeves to hide her scarred over scars
Going through life where everything is bleak
Dear God society,
This is a plea
Since when was suffering admirable
Five foot seven a hundred and ten pounds
Curvy figure and pale skin
So perfect - society says
She's dying! But you wouldn't know
It doesn't matter, just look at her figure
Toxic build up in her body and five years old
Anorexia at ten, bulimia at fifteen
How much longer until it's finally seen
Her ribs - jutting from her sides
Held in place
By only the pale paper mache they call her skin
For God's sake society!
Is there really a reason
For labels and names to organize people in boxes like street signs
Saying what goes in which direction
Piling on a thick cloud and shame and hate
Just because of the kind of person we want to be and date
Dear society,
This was a plea
Isn't it clear?
Things in this era are more than they appear
On the surface -
We're all people here
Playing this game of what society say goes
Cookie-cutter impressions of the human race
Anything different would be a disgrace
When can we act like people and stop moving out of fear
Of things we can't control
Asperger's Syndrome is a mild form of autism with a bit of learning disability. It is the same as social anxiety. People with this kind have difficulty learning academics, socializing with other people, and forming friendships.
What does it feel like to have this? You'll be sensitive to loud sounds, lack of interest in to many things, difficulty understanding sarcasm and jokes, you'll feel lonely and alone, you see the world differently to other people, and the most overwhelming is you feel different in the world. It is also a lifelong condition and can't be cured. But help is a guide of their life. You will realize that those people have more intelligence and will grow up successfully in their life. And also they have a great heart of understanding on people's problems. They will also be kind and patient from what we are.
See the outside, and know deep the inside. There's no nothing than a reason behind.
It's better to be UNIQUE!
What does it feel like to have this? You'll be sensitive to loud sounds, lack of interest in to many things, difficulty understanding sarcasm and jokes, you'll feel lonely and alone, you see the world differently to other people, and the most overwhelming is you feel different in the world. It is also a lifelong condition and can't be cured. But help is a guide of their life. You will realize that those people have more intelligence and will grow up successfully in their life. And also they have a great heart of understanding on people's problems. They will also be kind and patient from what we are.
See the outside, and know deep the inside. There's no nothing than a reason behind.
It's better to be UNIQUE!
First off,harry potter has actual struggle and creative and developed villains while twilight centers around a girl who is completely dependent on a 2 hot guys who go to war for her and constantly abuse her.Second,harry potter has compelling storyline and fun unique characters while twilight is ALL STEREOTYPES, with the new hot shallow girl who runs a love triangle and the the two guys and their friends who fight over her.And lastly, for all you people who say that edward is hotter than harry, cedric is hotter than edward.look at all characters,not just the main ones.peace y'all
I come home and their fighting.
I hate it! I want to tell them to stop.
But I cant, because Im stuck in the middle.
They tug me, playing with me.
I cant handle the pain!
When I go to school no one can see my pain.
I fake my happiness.
I want to go hide in a corner and cry.
But I cant.
Because no one lends a shoulder to cry on.
My friends dont understand!
I come home again, and my parents pull me.
Ripping my heart like a angry raven.
My siblings, they... they... leave me there. Alone.
I feel alone.
Deserted.
No where I feel happy.
Because Im alone.
Why cant anyone see?
Why cant my parents stop fighting?
Why cant my friends lend a hand?
Why cant my siblings pull me to my feet?
Why am I alone?
I hate it! I want to tell them to stop.
But I cant, because Im stuck in the middle.
They tug me, playing with me.
I cant handle the pain!
When I go to school no one can see my pain.
I fake my happiness.
I want to go hide in a corner and cry.
But I cant.
Because no one lends a shoulder to cry on.
My friends dont understand!
I come home again, and my parents pull me.
Ripping my heart like a angry raven.
My siblings, they... they... leave me there. Alone.
I feel alone.
Deserted.
No where I feel happy.
Because Im alone.
Why cant anyone see?
Why cant my parents stop fighting?
Why cant my friends lend a hand?
Why cant my siblings pull me to my feet?
Why am I alone?