Remember when you looked at that one girl, and called her a "bitch" when she is actually verbally and physically abused enough at home every day?
Remember when you looked at that overweight guy and called him "fat" when actually he is going through depression because nobody likes him and his parents just got a divorce?
Remember when you decided it would be funny to open your mouth and spread lies about how that girl's a "whore" when actually she is just trying to express herself in different ways, so maybe one day she will feel finally loved?
Remember when you called that boy a "gay, homo, faggot" when actually he grew up with no parents there for him and he never "fit in".
The world is a vicious place. Nothing will ever be good enough for anybody.
Remember when you witnessed your best friend crying themselves to sleep because they thought no one liked them? and you were there to comfort them and tell them everything would be okay, meanwhile you're part of the group that harasses them and NEVER stuck up for them?
It's funny how people don't realize how deep cuts run. The painful lonliness feeling lurking inside them.
Everyday, they carry that lonely feeling inside of them, an extra weight they can barely hold up anymore.
"It's just a joke, relax!" Not to them. "I didn't mean it." To them you did. "Get over it" How can you when anywhere you go you walk into walls, because the scars remind you of the past?
You were there. You saw. You watched. You didn't care, because it's "not a big deal."
When will it ever be a big deal, huh? When they finally decide to tie the knot, end the rollercoaster ride?
Good, you won. Happy?
I hope those scars remind you of the past like it did to them.
This is really good. The line that really hit me was "The world is a vicious place. Nothing will ever be good enough for anybody." That line is so true because whatever you do, it won't be enough for anyone because people ask too much of you. Over all it's a really good poem :) good job!
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