Wednesday, 17 October 2012

Lost Soul. (Dedictaed to Amanda Todd)

Nobody know what I've seen,
Some don't even know where I've been.
I don't know what else to do,
It's never easy because of what I do.
I always thought that I would never fit in,
That I never will find my old self in the recycling bin.
Like I thrown away everything that I worked for,
That none of it really matters anymore.
I knew what I was doing,
And it felt good,
Why does this have to be so bad and yet feel so good?
Why can't I find my way back to the old?
My way back to the recycling bin where I lay rest?
I know that some of the kids hate on me for what I've become.
I know that I can't change it even though I can.
I seen her,
I called out to her, to not to do it,
But there she goes and now she's died.
I know that I've probably never known her,
That she is some lost soul wanting to be loved.
Where was I?
Why couldn't I reach out and hold her hand?
Save her from dying?
I know what she went through and now,
All I want to do is save those who are distressed,
Bullied, and frustrated
Rest in peace,
Amanda Todd

P.s. Even though that I've never met this girl, I feel her pain and I just wanted to say to those people who bullied her to death- "Don't judge a person by thier morals, judge them by their personality or just don't judge them at all." I know what she went through and now I will try and help those who are bullied. Thank you for reading this.

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