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WON MY SPEECH MEET WITH THIS THANK YOU!!!!

10K likes now your welcome

10 years later and I still watch this ❤

Here in 2023❤

I can confirm this. My brother is constantly bullied for being autistic and having ADHD. I myself were avoided because I was quick to get ticked and because I was simply the sibling of my brother. They kept calling him a idiot when he was just wired different. He helps my dad fix his car sometimes and he's always called for computer and phone problems in my house because he most likely knew how to fix it. He had managed to change my mom's language on her phone when he was simply 2 or 3 and changed it back. I myself act like I have ADD. I will never forget when I was told that evil people were in my school. people who hurt kids, who hurt my half sister. I will never forget being pulled out of school because of it and the bullying on top of many other reasons. My principle had the nerve to tell me to let it go(about the bullying) and forgive them. I remember wanting to scream at her that he was bullying by the same kids since pre-k and kindergarten just because he didn't speak back in pre-k and learned much different. I will never understand what goes through those idiot's heads when they call him stupid yet they get worse grades them him. He actually passes without having to take summer camp why they have to. This hits right at home and for anyone who deals with this as well(maybe even worse), I am so sorry for you and I hope that you find better. for everyone who read this, thank you.

So dead on, only I’ve rarely managed to get to the part where I see beauty in myself.

"a poem can't tell you your life" Me: you sure about that?

Wow such a powerful and beautiful poem

Despite being ab*sed and having trauma relating to this poem (don't ask), I love this poem and relate to it.

“People cry, not because they are weak. It is because they've been strong for too long.” -Johnny depp

The fact that he proudly says, "One day, before I realized fat kids are not designed to climb trees, I fell out of a tree." Shows how much he cares for the depressed kids.

I remember elementary school I'd come to school covered in bruises or cuts. Teachers would ask and I had to lie, 'I ran into a door.' or 'I tripped.' My stepfather was a cruel man who was dishonorably discharged from the military for drugs and violence. He used to take out his frustrations and misfortune onto me. Hed always put me down, saying I was 'worthless' and that I'd never amount to anything. Considering I was big and deemed clumsy because of the lies I was always picked last for sports. As I grew older the abuse only gotten worse, I'd come to school with black eyes and broken bones. In middle school he was finally arrested for raping my younger sister. You'd think the name calling would stop but it kept going and going. 'Sissy.' 'Faggot.' 'Wuss-Boy who couldn't protect his sister.' By the time I was in high school I was addicted to alcohol, cigarettes, xanax and pain pills. I was once a straight A student, but my grades dropped significantly. I finally snapped one day when a bully claimed that he'd rape my sister in front of me just like your stepdaddy did. The kid's skull was fractured everywhere and it took 4 security guards to hold me down. I was expelled from that school and from then on I tried to clean myself up. My only additions are to junk food and alcohol now. I graduated high school last year with a 2.5 GPA and I have my own place at 19 years old. Never let what anyone say get to you, whether it's from your peers or your own family. You will succeed.

This is so sad.... The part that got me is when he said "they have to be wrong... Why else would we still be here?"

Now listen, I certainly don't mean to be insensitive though this seems quite melodramatic. Yes I understand that bullying can lead to quite a lot of horrible things but this feels like the writer is so self loathing and not in touch with reasonableness or reality.

I've listened to this for about, four years. And it's helped me so much in it's own way, listening to it every night before I went to sleep I love my family, I'm such a good liar when it comes to negative emotions I feel. Popping pills randomly in the day to see what happens while my thighs bled light blood, stabbing holes in the wall while scratching it with the knife I use to cut meat. Mama, how can you see everyone's pain but mine? Mama would you love me if I got myself a apartment when I was fifteen? If I did everything you did would I be, not useless-ungrateful what would I be? Would I be good enough to have my dark thoughts be heard Maybe I just, suck but I have to be wrong about that because why would I still....breathe...even when all those bad things I never told you about happened. Today I'll be good

If your sad just lay on the whole and see how long you can go without crying

Anyone know the name of the song in this? The violin part

As a child, we go through traumatic shit that will put us down at some point in our lives. 5th grade was the year I had made a friend, months later I was placed into counseling after the suspicion of me being considered “gay”. And to this day, I wish I had made a better impression to her parents and say “look...I’m good,” When I was a kid, to teach me to behave and reflect on what bad I did, my mom threw me in the bathroom and locked the door. I would wait for a few hours hoping she could unlock the door so I can finally eat dinner, to calm my grumbling stomach down telling myself, it’s okay...tomorrow is another day. This true story, is the main story I reflect and think about most, that I could never forget what the past had done to me and to make the future a better one.

this actually made me cry. "if you cant see anything beautiful about yourself, get a better mirror, look at little closer, stare a little longer, because there is something inside you that made you keep trying despite everyone who told you to quit"

i really think this should have way more views then it actually has

I grew up like this and I relate and I’m crying bc it shows me how bad it was and how it was bad. And how I was the bearded lady in a freak show. I was hurt a bled everyday from kids throwing basketballs at my face and I got called ugly and worthless and a peice if shit everyday.

Two years ago, this was a comment about deciding to overdose. Two years later, I am here to edit this comment. It *does* get better.

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I stopped celebrating my birthday because people just forgot I exist at this point at school I skip because all people do is talk shit and I’m tired of it. After suicide attempts cutting depression and fake smiles no one noticed. No one cared enough to ask if I was on even though they couldn’t see the scars on my thighs arms or stomach you see toxic friends and people suck they are parasites and I hate them I hate myself, I can’t even cry by myself I don’t feel comfortable crying around myself I don’t cry anymore. The only time I do is when I think way too much on my breaking points I skip school not just because of the people there but because of myself I battle with everything in my body I hurt all the time but when I go to school I just look normal. People find out about things that happened or my mental illnesses and think it’s fake. Do you think my scars are fake? Sure think that but I’m done I don’t live with both parents I miss my mom so much she meant everything to me you know someone once told me “your sadness revolves around your mom” and yes actually it does and it’s my fucking fault. Goodbye

I grew up to this way I'm 4th grade I am sad and don't talk it's only at school sometimes I think people don't call me names just do talk to look down at me I don't like this way to live but no one cares about me one one.

The first time i heard this i had to pull my car to the side of the road because I was literally having a breakdown and crying so hard i couldn't see the road. I still cry every single time I hear it. this is the most powerful piece of art i have ever had the pleasure of experiencing

This explained my life, except the bullies are my demons and mother, no one wanted to hang out with me no one tried to make me feel better, yet some people like you and me kept trying to push forward, later on my mother lost custody, and I was, yet again alone but I kept pushing, at this point my emotions left me and I had no one, yet someone, someone accepted me, my father The only thing is, keep pushing through, no I’m not okay but I’m working towards it, I have a loving girl by my side and my father, which I’m hiding my relationship with (he’s Christian) we will be okay one day, all of us

The thing is that we all know on how he feels because we all been through it and it's all hard but we get beder and I don't get bullied but I get bullet my self it's hard because you can run from your self you can't run from the memory you can't run

The girls story is similar to mine😭

This is so hearbreaking!! And beautiful ❤

First time I heard this was about three years ago and I listen to it everyday. Before and after school. Makes me feel whole again.

I'm friends with all the quite/bullied kids who have no friends. People ask how. I was one of them before I know how it feels. I tried to kill myself in grade 3 . I'm still young (middle school) NOBODY knows I'm depressed irl, I cry 3 times a day. it gets me mad when people fake depression.

I was ten when I had to start take Prozac, 11 when I had to wear long sleeves to hide my feelings

Hey everyone here, I know what it's like I know that I just sit here on the couch all day acting like nothing's wrong but every single day I can barely get out of bed. I force myself to get up and say "everything is fine as long as everyone else is". I think who would miss me when I'm gone I'm not very "likable" if someone did miss me they would forget I had ever existed in a week. But then after summer school started up again I thought "great just more people that are going to hate me" but I was wrong. Yeah bullying got bad, but I met someone. Someone that made me feel happy and whenever I'm with her I just feel like she, she is just the best the most beautiful person on earth it's not even possible for *anyone* to hate her. She must be so confident and have a lot of friends. I was wrong. I found out that she had the same thoughts I did. She considers suicide. I thought I think she is the most pretty confident person on earth. I thought maybe I wasn't so bad, I thought hey, maybe one person on this earth doesn't hate me. Maybe if the most beautiful person that I know thinks she is ugly because her eye had a scar which is actually pretty cool than maybe I wasn't so bad after all. Maybe just because a few people tell me to go jump off a cliff doesn't mean everyone else wants me to. She talks to a therapist and every day I try to tell her how amazing she is. You are too. You are worth something. And I know my stupid speech that isn't worth shit is cheesy and stupid and full of spelling errors but I'm just trying to tell you that you are worth everything and if no one can see that get some better friends. You are beautiful and smart whether or not you get good grades in school. Or maybe your not the best at your job at work. But no matter what anyone else says you do. Sorry for my stupid speech that isn't worth anything but you made it to the end of me and my crappy comment so take a cookie I'll read everyone's reply and will try to respond as soon as I can.

Who ever made this thank u....I've been bullied, abused and hurting all my life....thank u....im starting to believe there is something to life....thank u for opening my eyes its going to be tough at times...but u showed me im stronger and ......they're wrong...thank u...

" sticks and stones may break my bones, but words can never hurt me "... huh, this is what I would say to cover up everything, all of it. If I had a chance to reset my life, I would take it. I do not have the best life and feel like I need something else, I think about death... " would I get a new like? A better body? People who care about me? " I'm waiting untill I find out

This hits hard and I can relate to everything.

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I have found which poem i am doing on my school project

Who’s still watching In 2019...

somewhere on TH-cam is a Beautiful Dance Video of this Poem ist like in a School Competition and there are a lot of Girls dancing and in the beginning there are a Little Boy and Girl and they Dance with flags and stuff and i REALLY want to find this Video again can somebody please help me!

Who's watchin' in 2019?

my dance studio did a dance to this and it made our dance teacher cry it was so touching thank you.

Your weapon is not dangerous. Your hands are not dangerous. Your wisdom isn't dangerous. A Mind repeatedly broken, Repeatedly destroyed, This, is a weapon of mass destruction.~~xb

Who is watching in 2019 this is so beautiful btw

My history teacher showed the class this and ever since then I have watched it everyday and basicly have it memorized

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Who is still watching 2019

i watched this for our poetry unit and i almost cried

The whole "stick of TNT" bit is really powerful. Shane is/was such an inspiration.