My tomb is gonna say, ''If you can't see anything beautiful about yourself, Get a better mirror, Look a little closer, Stare a little longer! You built a cast around your broken heart and signed it, you signed it 'They were WRONG''' -Shane Koyczan
Don't listen to the words inside your brain they are but lies, and I know that's difficult cause I'm fighting the same battle. But we have to try, our minds are poisonous but we gotta keep fighting, we gotta keep trying. There's hope and one day we will get through this and we will live to tell the tale but for now we gotta keep fighting for ourselves for the person we're going to be We *will* get through this ❤️❤️
We are lulled by a hideous sirens' song of our own and others' creation; so block out the malicious noise. Learn to listen to those who care about you because that is the truth, not our own distorted and self-destructive perception.
Shane Koyczan has been my favorite poet since the first time I heard this in 2014. I can't listen to his poems without my eyes becoming watery, or crying. He has such an amazing talent. He's such a beautiful man.
The part where it says "She doesn't think she's beautiful because of a birthmark that covers less than half of her face" describes me every day. People in my class tell me day after day that I'm ugly and shouldn't be at school because no one is my friend, it hurts me but I learned to live on
You are beautiful as you are, bullies are just so pathetic , they crave for attention and self-esteem so much, that they need to make another person feel bad. As the video said you have to believed they where wrong, because why else you would be here?
Pegasus Gurl fuck everyone who is against you. you are you, and that's who you'll always need to be. that's what makes us all extraordinary. we're all us, we're all different
I feel a very strong connection to this video. My eyes always get watery when I listen to this. Even though I don't get bullied physically, I get bullied mentally. To me being mentally bullied is much worse than being physically bullied. I love this so much since this person has so much wisdom, wisdom that anyone can only get by being cut down by others. I go in and out of depression all the time since I'm so sensitive to every little thing, but when I started listening to this I always get out of it quicker than before. I bet everyone else who was bullied in any way, shape, or form, can also relate to this strongly. I go to a bully free school, but even then people still hurt others. Nobody is safe from the criticism. People who think that bullying is nothing or just a phase, well then they can go screw themselves. It is NOT a phase, for it kills many. I personally think that people who want to kill themselves aren't stupid, but rather logical. I don't support people killing themselves, but why live in a world if everyone around you pushes you down and taunts you? Of course, there is people who care about others that are depressed, but the one who's depressed just has a hard time finding those people. The world is a cruel place, and it would be so much better if there were no humans on the earth. Now, I'm not trying to offend anyone, but humans are all ruthless, demanding, and bloodthirsty. People who are compassionate, and considerate are not humans, in a good way. It's hard to see how dark the world really is, and people who are optimistic are really lucky that they see the world on the bright side, rather than the dark one. God bless you all, I hope everyone has a bright path in front of them. If you don't, then I hope you get off of that jagged, twisting, dark road soon.
Loney Wolfy That helped me, I've been bullied in Kindergarten, 4th grade, 5th grade and even now in Middle School. I thought that by being in Middle School I wouldn't be bullied, but boy was I wrong... my 'friends' bully me, my classmates will bully me sometimes, heck I even get hurt by my family sometimes, with how much they fight it's sad. I've been in "love" with people who end up breaking my heart, I get called weird, crazy, ugly, depressing, idiotic, a shame to life itself and because of those people I cut, I fake smile and laugh, I hate myself and I don't think I belong to this world, never have I been told "It's alright, soon it will end" and get hugged, all I've been told is to toughen up and get over it as though it's nothing they think it's a joke now, but what about when they come into my room to see me hanging from a rope with a piece of paper in my hand, then will it be a joke!!!! No, but until then I'll keep struggling to stay alive, maybe I do have a purpose, just maybe that and if I die I'll miss out on so much Yaoi...
Papyra The Skeleton That sounds terrible. If you ever need someone to talk to, then please do. Sometimes it isn't healthy to bottle up all of your emotions. Sometimes people are so secretive that it is healthy for them. But, no matter what, everyone should have someone who they call a true friend.Like I said, it takes time to find the people who truely care about you, for it is no easy task. I hope you will keep fighting, because if you don't, then it'll decrease your chances of finding the bright side of things. It'll all be over soon if you keep fighting, don't let others pull you down. They only want to do that because they know that you're above them. So, please try to keep fighting, it's going to be okay, just have faith and push onwards.
Loney Wolfy I know your pain pal... I was bullied in every way possible... I lost my sanity once... I know your pain... I live in pain and fight with my demons day after day... when I lost it on the guy who bullied me.... I lost it... heh! looking back I THINK I WAS WORSE THE JOKER!!! I lost my sanity once and almost didn't recognize I injured him so bad... he went in to a coma... and the thing is once you lose all hope... and your on the edge of the abyss... looking into the darkness... it's tempting to jump... it really is but.... if my sister... hadn't been there that day... I would not be here to say this.... so don't worry... there is light in the dark... all you need... IS A SPARK
Loney Wolfy I get bullied by every one in my school mentally and physically and one day I snapped and beat them all up one by one of course I got the worst of it I was bruised every where on my body bleeding on my face and they all got taken down by me and know I'm hated even more and live with it but when some one talks bad about me or my family to my face they lose a few teth with a bruise on there face I have a scar on my knuckle because I hit a few people in the face to hard and know I'm the bad kid I don't blame them but they just got what they where asking for it and this video told to believe that they where wrong and they where
I was put into the CPS(Child Protection Service) when I was 2, got out when I was 3. I remember being happy because I got to see my mom, that I get sit home and do absolutely nothing.. But later that same year I got put back in and went through 3 different families, the first one I called the 'mean lady' because she was horrendous. She would hit me if I couldn't do something, I understand I guess if I was 10 or older, but I was 4. I remember peeing the bed and I got so scared I ran away, but I knew I couldn't go anywhere. So I sat up all night waiting for the punishment.. but my worker came the next day and moved me out.. I was so relieved. The second place was.. better, but not the greatest. It was a housing place for kids in the system, you get put there until they find a family or a family wants you. I stayed there the longest, 6-7 kids came and went until finally I got moved out, I'm starting to think it wasn't because a family wanted me but they needed the room and I was taking space. The third family was my favourite, they worked, they lived in a good neighbourhood and I remember an old married couple down the street use to let me come over and let my foster brother and I play n64. It was great, we built my bed and we got little RC:Cars and my foster dad and foster brother made a track in the basement.. During the winter, we went out to the park once around 9 and had a snowball fight. It was like something from a movie about happiness and families. I turned 5 when I said goodbye and moved in with my last family, this time it was different, my parent was actually my auntie. My own family.. It was good, I had a cousin who lived with me, he was 2 year youngers, annoying but I loved him and even taught him how to ride a bike. My uncle was the best, he was locally famous and somewhat provincial famous. He had a great voice and when my nephew and I argued? He normally was on my side and my aunt was on my nephews side. Fast forward 4 years, I turn 9 and my nephew was diagnosed with cancer, Leukaemia. I was too dumb to know what cancer was, I just knew people died. That year was quiet, fast forward another 2 years.. I was 11 when I finally found out who my dad was, funny part about it? I knew my dad as Darcy(his name) but they couldn't tell me who he was because they thought it would create complications.. who has that right?? To take a kid away from his brothers.. sisters and mother, then deny him the right to know who his father is. It was also that year I finally got out of that system..
Rainbow Sparklekatz I'm so proud of you. If you ever need anyone I'm here. My Facebook is Sage Ridings. My insta is 13yearoldtumblrwannabe and my sc is tumblrqueen1513
Kudos to you. I was taken away from my mom and dad when I was about two and my grandma took me in. I'm so lucky to have a family instead of being tossed around. But, honestly, look at you. You are here and alive and although I'm a stranger who you couldn't care less about, I'm so proud of you.
My mom would yell at me for crying. I feel like she doesn’t understand me mentally. No one in my family does. My childhood was hard mentally, but the aftermath is hard. I always try to be happy, place a kind of mask that says “I’m Happy!”. I’m glad I am in a better place. But it’s hard to deal with a aftermath of a traumatic event. First the names, then the death of my grandma, and then my dad in jail. Being a child is hard, can’t show no break in my mask.
I was bullied in middle and high school. It finally ended when I left El Paso but the pain did not heal until I got to my college years. I finally realized I am better than what they made me. The scars they left me healed only to remind me of the pain I witnessed. Funny part was I didn't even know what bullying us until my sister was pushed and threatened. You know what I cared more about her than me. I never thought about what they were doing to me until I hit 9th grade. That's when I was in hell. I thought I found it in Middle school but no that was only the path toward it. I was never touched but everytime I did something I was proud of everybody ignored it and try to outshine me. I never was able to build my beautiful voice because I was never good enough. But you know what I not see I am beautiful. As I grew up through my fear of myself because of all ways they treated me I realized that I was lucky. Now I know how you will see this but we all are lucky. For those who were bullied and survived will see that we must be special because why in the hell would they even mess with us. They were only jealous of us. They envied who we were, and they knew we would grow up to be more than what they could ever be. To this day I actually thank them, if it weren't for them I wouldn't be able to prove them wrong. THEY WERE WRONG all along. Why, because we all are special and they knew it. They knew we were going to be more powerful than them. That is why they try to tear us down and break us apart. But unlike them we are able to grow past it and heal. It may take longer than what we want but we can heal, we WILL heal. All we have to do is realize that we are better than them. We are the reason they hated us because we are something they wanted to be. I sit here managing 3 TH-cam channels, several comic books, a music duo and stage manager of two plays. I sit here proving the ones who say I will never amount to anything. Well look what I did, I did it. I proved them wrong.
Julie An. Pate tears. You brought tears to my eyes. Your soul is just like the sun during a heat wave beautiful and bright. You are the definition of strong I'm still standing and so are you I feel like if I knew you we would get along great. I hope you have a wonderful day, night, month, year. Life! Have a great life you deserve it!!!
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...
A few months ago, my mind was in a horrible place, and I was suicidal. While I was contemplating suicide after yet another day of being mentally abused, this project came on autoplay, and it caused me to stop and think about what would happen if I died. I was so touched by it that it made me cry, even when I was in a dark pit that no light could reach, that I decided to memorize it to help others who were going through what I went through. Among others, this has saved my life, and I want to thank you for sharing this so others can be graced by Shane Koyczan's words.
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
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.
Honestly, I come to this lyric video ALMOST every time I'm feeling sad. And ALMOST all the time I go along with the words, saying them aloud. Why? Because I relate to it SO much.
People who disliked this, they have no kind heart. This is a strong message where it happens to most people in the world. People depressed, uncomfortable with their beauty, no friends, etc. I love this poem. It’s emotional 😭😭
I never knew how to explain how it feels to be made fun of for not being "normal" but this video shows how it feels to be bombarded by the cruel names that other kids say. I am so proud that this video exists to show people how harsh kids are to each other.
I share the same exact story, in preschool I was bullied by this boy and a few other kids because I was quite, I thought they would all go away so not much of a big deal, 1sr and 2nd grade was not too bad but it really started in 3rd grade, I thought I found a pretty good friend till she started talking about me, I looked around in class and more people started talk and laugh while I was sitting there confused on what they were talking about, 4th was tormenting.....I would eat lunch and sit by myself while some people threw food at me, one time the girl that bullies me came over and spit in my food, found it funny then left with her friends, recess she told me "You have nothing" and till this day I still remember that, in 6th grade everyone started to bully me, I got called horrible things,people were beginning to pull on my hair and I started my suicide phase, but thing is at least I managed to survived and I still get bullied till this day, when i look at myself in the mirror i wanna punch the glass so bad because i always get so disgusted and ashamed when i see myself,now theses days I run in and out of depression thinking about things in my own world, now people think I'm a weirdo and ask me question like "why are you always so sad" and I give them no response, i still wanna die and I don't think there's anything that can change that, thanks shane kozcan for sharing your story.......till this day I'll always be a weirdo...
Uthopia Renesame People will ALWAYS be jealous about how unique and BEAUTIFUL some persons are. Trust me. People will NEVER be happy with nothing I've tried it.Believe me. You're unique and Amazing 💖 Dont let ANYONE change that.
Thank you shane for sharing your beautiful poems ..i love the way you read them your captivating and take my emotions on a journey with you ...thank you for being you and all that you do !!! .
My favorite part was this one line cause it is true (”If you can’t see anything beautiful about your self Get a better mirror , Look a little closer , stare a little longer because there’s something inside you that made you keep trying despite everyone who told you to quit”)
Your perfect the way you are and if someone says your not, no matter what. You are perfect not because people think your not then there just pathetic lairs you just have to believe that you are, even if your own family doesn like the fact that you where brought too this world, then there wrong " you" we're brought too this world for a huge reason, you where brought here for you to enjoy life and stand up to the people who let you down find those people who picked you up when you fell down from your future give them a hug and get threw all of the let downs stand up for yourself and stay strong because there was this one reason why people should be nice to the person you are and that reason is the fact you stand up for others you have a perfect future, they knew that if you never stood up for yourself you wouldn't have your dream job or a loving husband and a family that cares about you if you stand up to the people who let you down you would do all the things you couldn do when you didn't stand up
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.
This video describes my life. The emptiness I feel, the people who look at me and tell me nobody cares. The depression, the pills, my mother who constantly lashed out at me. And although I was taken from her, I still have scars that refuse to heal. The words “go ahead and die, nobody will even care” the lies that people fed me. The nights I cried myself to sleep.
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'm not a mom or anything but when he says "And they'll never understand that she's raising two kids whose definition or the word beauty is mom" gives me goosebumps every time I listen to this and I don't know what it is about that part but something about it is so damn beautiful and poetic.
I love this video, it’s made me realise who I am, some people may not like me, but I know I do good, I know im a nice person I know what I’m good at and what I’m not. I’ve been bullied in the past, mainly about my weight and to a sensitive teenager, it feels like nothing can help, nobody and nothing, but I’ve realised there is no perfect weight, I am my own perfect weight, I’m not skinny but I’m not over weight, I wear clothes I look good in, and I’ve realised I don’t need someone to tell me how I look if I think I look good then why can’t that be my opinion, why does everyone else have to whisper and laugh? To be honest no one is the “perfect weight” we are all different there is no perfect weight. Since when did u need to be skinnier than everyone, since when is it funny to just be that little bit bigger, my opinion is mine only. I don’t need anyone to tell me what I need to do or say or look like, I am perfect in my own way and so are you ❤️😔💕
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.
I got really sad with this video because I remember my bullies.... I was bullied for almost 7 years..... the only "best friend" i tought I had betrayed me by helping one of my bullies telling me I had no friends.... that really hit me.... later I joined to another little group of "friends".... They ended up not talking to me.... my bullies always called me "Antisocial", "voiceless, mute" because I was the typical quiet girl of he class... I have always wondered why they bullied me so much, I NEVER did anything to anybody to hurt them in any way... I even asked myself... "Am I a toy or doll or something for people to be playing with my friendship like that??"... I felt horrible... well that was my story... I hope you dont get bullied in any way.... because its horrible...
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.
i used this "song" or spoken word song as a solo dance piece and it was one of the best solos i've ever choreographed because i could feel the emotion through his words and they hit me hard
As of broken bones hurt more than the names we got called... And we got called them all. We grew up believing no one would love us. We would be forever alone~ My favorite song quote
This is amazing I cried.There is only one way to describe this:beautiful ❤️ I can relate to this and this is beautiful I feel all the emotions he’s putting in this poem it’s a beautiful poem 💕People shouldn’t hate themselves you have to love yourself because you are amazing ❤️
This poem is amazing.for the past 3years I have been bullied by the same girl.i have never been rude nor mean to her. I try to get past it and try to get her to warm up to me a bit. But nothing works. I have a hard time with self-esteem,and loving my self. All the things that she says about me gets in my head and makes me hate my self. There was this one night about 3 weeks ago I was just laying in bed. Then out of no where some thing told me to take the blade out of my razor. I could not seem to get it out so I looked up how to get the razor out but nothing came up. I finally gave up but this shows how power words and your mind is don’t let someone else control your life.
I’m not the only kid Who grew up this way Surrounded by people who used to say That rhyme about sticks and stones As if broken bones Hurt more than the names we got called And we got called them all So we grew up believing no one Would ever fall in love with us That we’d be lonely forever That we’d never meet someone To make us feel like the sun Was something they built for us In their tool shed So broken heart strings bled the blues As we tried to empty ourselves So we would feel nothing Don’t tell me that hurts less than a broken bone That an ingrown life Is something surgeons can cut away That there’s no way for it to metastasize It does She was eight years old Our first day of grade three When she got called ugly We both got moved to the back of the class So we would stop get bombarded by spit balls But the school halls were a battleground Where we found ourselves outnumbered day after wretched day We used to stay inside for recess Because outside was worse Outside we’d have to rehearse running away Or learn to stay still like statues giving no clues that we were there In grade five they taped a sign to her desk That read beware of dog To this day Despite a loving husband She doesn’t think she’s beautiful Because of a birthmark That takes up a little less than half of her face Kids used to say she looks like a wrong answer That someone tried to erase But couldn’t quite get the job done And they’ll never understand That she’s raising two kids Whose definition of beauty Begins with the word mom Because they see her heart Before they see her skin Because she’s only ever always been amazing He Was a broken branch Grafted onto a different family tree Adopted Not because his parents opted for a different destiny He was three when he became a mixed drink Of one part left alone And two parts tragedy Started therapy in 8th grade Had a personality made up of tests and pills Lived like the uphills were mountains And the downhills were cliffs Four fifths suicidal A tidal wave of anti depressants And an adolescence of being called popper One part because of the pills Ninety nine parts because of the cruelty He tried to kill himself in grade ten When a kid who could still go home to mom and dad Had the audacity to tell him “get over it” as if depression Is something that can be remedied By any of the contents found in a first aid kit To this day He is a stick of TNT lit from both ends Could describe to you in detail the way the sky bends In the moments before it’s about to fall And despite an army of friends Who all call him an inspiration He remains a conversation piece between people Who can’t understand Sometimes becoming drug free Has less to do with addiction And more to do with sanity We weren’t the only kids who grew up this way To this day Kids are still being called names The classics were Hey stupid Hey spaz Seems like each school has an arsenal of names Getting updated every year And if a kid breaks in a school And no one around chooses to hear Do they make a sound? Are they just the background noise Of a soundtrack stuck on repeat When people say things like Kids can be cruel? Every school was a big top circus tent And the pecking order went From acrobats to lion tamers From clowns to carnies All of these were miles ahead of who we were We were freaks Lobster claw boys and bearded ladies Oddities Juggling depression and loneliness playing solitaire spin the bottle Trying to kiss the wounded parts of ourselves and heal But at night While the others slept We kept walking the tightrope It was practice And yes Some of us fell But I want to tell them That all of this shit Is just debris Leftover when we finally decide to smash all the things we thought We used to be And if you can’t see anything beautiful about yourself Get a better mirror Look a little closer Stare a little longer Because there’s something inside you That made you keep trying Despite everyone who told you to quit You built a cast around your broken heart And signed it yourself You signed it “They were wrong” Because maybe you didn’t belong to a group or a clique Maybe they decided to pick you last for basketball or everything Maybe you used to bring bruises and broken teeth To show and tell but never told Because how can you hold your ground If everyone around you wants to bury you beneath it You have to believe that they were wrong They have to be wrong Why else would we still be here? We grew up learning to cheer on the underdog Because we see ourselves in them We stem from a root planted in the belief That we are not what we were called We are not abandoned cars stalled out and Sitting empty on a highway And if in some way we are Don’t worry We only got out to walk and get gas We are graduating members from the class of Fuck Off We Made It Not the faded echoes of voices crying out Names will never hurt me Of course They did But our lives will only ever always Continue to be A balancing act That has less to do with pain And more to do with beauty
This video.... I had a perfect life. I lived with my mom and dad. I had two dogs and have two brothers. We lived in this beautiful house, so much space and love filling that home. It was all so perfect. At least that's what younger me thought. Then we moved to a smaller house, because we were running out of money. It was still a nice house. Then our church asked us to move to Virginia.... all the was across the country. I didn't want to but what does a seven year old know. So we did. That's when stuff started falling apart. I didn't have friends there. I was homeschooled like I had been for my whole life and the only people I got to see every day were my mom dad and two brothers. We went to church, yes, but there was always something there. Everyone was so.... cold. They didn't care. Nobody ever has. Then, less than a year later, we had to move to California. Because of money. It was all the way across the state and I was losing all the things I knew... once again. So we moved in with my grandma, because we couldn't afford another house. Keep in mind the two dogs I mentioned earlier. They're dead. Gone. Like everything. I got another dog.... she's amazing and I still have her. Then we moved out of my grandmas house. We... came across this dog. She was left on the side of a house and starved. She was emaciated. She made me think of myself. So we rescued her. Sure, she was food protective and nipped a lot but I loved her and I was the only one she would sleep with. Then we moved back to Arkansas, to a really nice house right next to our old one. I had so many friends there and it was probably the best year of my life. Then my dad left. He left for a slut. He got her pregnant. One day.... we heard a scream. We ran out to the backyard to see the fence knocked over.... my dog had gotten out. She.... had bitten another dog. We rushed her back inside and helped the other dog and the lady. Five. Hundred. Dollars. In vet payments. We are low on money. Anyways, next year I'm starting public school because my mom had to work. I went from only seeing four people a day, to about seven hundred a day. I was bullied. Called fat, ugly, stupid. I believe them now. They weren't wrong. I now have depression, anxiety, social anxiety, suicidal thoughts, and am in the starting stages of bulimia. If somebody wants to vent to me, feel free.
I can relate. When I was in kindergarten I got called names.... Then in first I moved to a different school.. I lived with my dad at that time. I was ok. Then in 2nd and 3rd I moved again only this time I was with my mom. I got horrible grades and people were scared of me because I couldn't contain myself so I went crazy. I only had 4 friends... I wish to see them again... I loved them. I had enough of the names so I tried to cut myself but then I realized I could push through all of it and keep going. We got kicked out of our house so we moved again. I was in fourth grade and I went to an amazing elementary school. We graduated to middle school. Grade 5 was last year . it was the best year of my life. Now here I am at grade six going into 7th. I still suffer from some depression but all my friend are there to help me. I know that there is so much to live for but sometimes I just can't deal with my life... But I keep moving forward. I love my school and I never want to leave it. ❤
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.
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
Hey, though this is old. Hope I'm not late. Do know someone care, I care while no one would. I may not know you, and you may never reply but I dearly hope this reaches you. A helping hand if you'd call it.
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
Today, my best friend asked me if she was broken. I told her, "You're not broken, everybody who tried to break you, is broken. You're just slightly scratched. And if you have a few cracks, I'll help you fill them with gold." YOU ARE NOT BROKEN!!! Please remember that.
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 used to get bullied by my classmates until highschool and than it was my teachers I'm a freshmen and one of my teachers was always giving me detention so now I'm homeschooled but my parents and siblings say really mean stuff to me sometimes so I feel this video.
My older brother and i got verbally and physically abused as kids by our own mother until he threatened to call the cops a few times when he was 14. I was completely terrified of her so i thought of him highly. We both got bullied at school for being "weird" and "fat" growing up until he graduated and I moved schools this past year. I'm 16(he's 20) now and i don't take shit from anyone. I don't get bullied or physically abused anymore. I have resting bitch face and most strangers at school are afraid of me now and sometimes I'm afraid of me. Anyway my mom wouldn't dare lay a hand on me today and I found much better people to have as friends now even tho it was hard since i was so afraid of people. I really do think my brother gave me the strength to stand up to our moms verbal abuse when I was a little older because i saw him do the same to the physical abuse.
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.
It's such a powerful poem and I love how he chooses to leave you with one word : "Beauty".
Billy Bob Joe the 40th I-I agree
Billy Bob Joe the 40th yes it is so sad but beautiful
I agree
My tomb is gonna say, ''If you can't see anything beautiful about yourself, Get a better mirror, Look a little closer, Stare a little longer! You built a cast around your broken heart and signed it, you signed it 'They were WRONG''' -Shane Koyczan
Ashlyn the Fox Person me to I'm gonna die with this poem in my grave
Saaaaame
Y’all know how expensive that would be 😂😂😂
Too damn long lmao
Same.
Problem is that I am not bullied by others, I am bullied mercilessly and brutally by myself, I am never safe, never free.
I relate... So much...
Same.
Don't listen to the words inside your brain they are but lies, and I know that's difficult cause I'm fighting the same battle. But we have to try, our minds are poisonous but we gotta keep fighting, we gotta keep trying. There's hope and one day we will get through this and we will live to tell the tale but for now we gotta keep fighting for ourselves for the person we're going to be
We *will* get through this ❤️❤️
Leucian Arkreus i relate
We are lulled by a hideous sirens' song of our own and others' creation; so block out the malicious noise.
Learn to listen to those who care about you because that is the truth, not our own distorted and self-destructive perception.
Shane Koyczan has been my favorite poet since the first time I heard this in 2014. I can't listen to his poems without my eyes becoming watery, or crying. He has such an amazing talent. He's such a beautiful man.
one word: tears.
Winter Gonzalez honestly tho😧💯
Winter Gonzalez Same! SAME!!!!
Winter Gonzalez no beauty
Me 2
Shutup
I can like....repeat almost everything g he says cause of how much I listened to this...
So can i
The whole "stick of TNT" bit is really powerful. Shane is/was such an inspiration.
no words can describe hoow i feel about this poem. It is so beautiful it made me cry
Aiyana Smith I know what you mean I cried to
The part where it says "She doesn't think she's beautiful because of a birthmark that covers less than half of her face" describes me every day. People in my class tell me day after day that I'm ugly and shouldn't be at school because no one is my friend, it hurts me but I learned to live on
You are beautiful as you are, bullies are just so pathetic , they crave for attention and self-esteem so much, that they need to make another person feel bad. As the video said you have to believed they where wrong, because why else you would be here?
Send them the link to this video.
Pegasus Gurl fuck everyone who is against you. you are you, and that's who you'll always need to be. that's what makes us all extraordinary. we're all us, we're all different
I don't have their numbers and even if I did they'd probably continue to bully me... They have No life!!!! 😂
Most people don't understand that until they're the victims of their own Little Game
Made me cry, thank you for helping me realize how much hurt I still carry from those years
I feel a very strong connection to this video. My eyes always get watery when I listen to this. Even though I don't get bullied physically, I get bullied mentally. To me being mentally bullied is much worse than being physically bullied. I love this so much since this person has so much wisdom, wisdom that anyone can only get by being cut down by others. I go in and out of depression all the time since I'm so sensitive to every little thing, but when I started listening to this I always get out of it quicker than before. I bet everyone else who was bullied in any way, shape, or form, can also relate to this strongly. I go to a bully free school, but even then people still hurt others. Nobody is safe from the criticism. People who think that bullying is nothing or just a phase, well then they can go screw themselves. It is NOT a phase, for it kills many. I personally think that people who want to kill themselves aren't stupid, but rather logical. I don't support people killing themselves, but why live in a world if everyone around you pushes you down and taunts you? Of course, there is people who care about others that are depressed, but the one who's depressed just has a hard time finding those people. The world is a cruel place, and it would be so much better if there were no humans on the earth. Now, I'm not trying to offend anyone, but humans are all ruthless, demanding, and bloodthirsty. People who are compassionate, and considerate are not humans, in a good way. It's hard to see how dark the world really is, and people who are optimistic are really lucky that they see the world on the bright side, rather than the dark one. God bless you all, I hope everyone has a bright path in front of them. If you don't, then I hope you get off of that jagged, twisting, dark road soon.
Loney Wolfy
That helped me, I've been bullied in Kindergarten, 4th grade, 5th grade and even now in Middle School. I thought that by being in Middle School I wouldn't be bullied, but boy was I wrong... my 'friends' bully me, my classmates will bully me sometimes, heck I even get hurt by my family sometimes, with how much they fight it's sad. I've been in "love" with people who end up breaking my heart, I get called weird, crazy, ugly, depressing, idiotic, a shame to life itself and because of those people I cut, I fake smile and laugh, I hate myself and I don't think I belong to this world, never have I been told "It's alright, soon it will end" and get hugged, all I've been told is to toughen up and get over it as though it's nothing they think it's a joke now, but what about when they come into my room to see me hanging from a rope with a piece of paper in my hand, then will it be a joke!!!! No, but until then I'll keep struggling to stay alive, maybe I do have a purpose, just maybe that and if I die I'll miss out on so much Yaoi...
Papyra The Skeleton That sounds terrible. If you ever need someone to talk to, then please do. Sometimes it isn't healthy to bottle up all of your emotions. Sometimes people are so secretive that it is healthy for them. But, no matter what, everyone should have someone who they call a true friend.Like I said, it takes time to find the people who truely care about you, for it is no easy task. I hope you will keep fighting, because if you don't, then it'll decrease your chances of finding the bright side of things. It'll all be over soon if you keep fighting, don't let others pull you down. They only want to do that because they know that you're above them. So, please try to keep fighting, it's going to be okay, just have faith and push onwards.
Loney Wolfy
Okay
Loney Wolfy I know your pain pal... I was bullied in every way possible... I lost my sanity once... I know your pain... I live in pain and fight with my demons day after day... when I lost it on the guy who bullied me.... I lost it... heh! looking back I THINK I WAS WORSE THE JOKER!!! I lost my sanity once and almost didn't recognize I injured him so bad... he went in to a coma... and the thing is once you lose all hope... and your on the edge of the abyss... looking into the darkness... it's tempting to jump... it really is but.... if my sister... hadn't been there that day... I would not be here to say this.... so don't worry... there is light in the dark... all you need... IS A SPARK
Loney Wolfy I get bullied by every one in my school mentally and physically and one day I snapped and beat them all up one by one of course I got the worst of it I was bruised every where on my body bleeding on my face and they all got taken down by me and know I'm hated even more and live with it but when some one talks bad about me or my family to my face they lose a few teth with a bruise on there face I have a scar on my knuckle because I hit a few people in the face to hard and know I'm the bad kid I don't blame them but they just got what they where asking for it and this video told to believe that they where wrong and they where
I was put into the CPS(Child Protection Service) when I was 2, got out when I was 3.
I remember being happy because I got to see my mom, that I get sit home and do absolutely nothing.. But later that same year I got put back in and went through 3 different families, the first one I called the 'mean lady' because she was horrendous.
She would hit me if I couldn't do something, I understand I guess if I was 10 or older, but I was 4.
I remember peeing the bed and I got so scared I ran away, but I knew I couldn't go anywhere. So I sat up all night waiting for the punishment.. but my worker came the next day and moved me out.. I was so relieved.
The second place was.. better, but not the greatest. It was a housing place for kids in the system, you get put there until they find a family or a family wants you.
I stayed there the longest, 6-7 kids came and went until finally I got moved out, I'm starting to think it wasn't because a family wanted me but they needed the room and I was taking space.
The third family was my favourite, they worked, they lived in a good neighbourhood and I remember an old married couple down the street use to let me come over and let my foster brother and I play n64. It was great, we built my bed and we got little RC:Cars and my foster dad and foster brother made a track in the basement..
During the winter, we went out to the park once around 9 and had a snowball fight. It was like something from a movie about happiness and families.
I turned 5 when I said goodbye and moved in with my last family, this time it was different, my parent was actually my auntie.
My own family.. It was good, I had a cousin who lived with me, he was 2 year youngers, annoying but I loved him and even taught him how to ride a bike. My uncle was the best, he was locally famous and somewhat provincial famous.
He had a great voice and when my nephew and I argued? He normally was on my side and my aunt was on my nephews side.
Fast forward 4 years, I turn 9 and my nephew was diagnosed with cancer, Leukaemia. I was too dumb to know what cancer was, I just knew people died. That year was quiet, fast forward another 2 years..
I was 11 when I finally found out who my dad was, funny part about it? I knew my dad as Darcy(his name) but they couldn't tell me who he was because they thought it would create complications.. who has that right?? To take a kid away from his brothers.. sisters and mother, then deny him the right to know who his father is. It was also that year I finally got out of that system..
Rainbow Sparklekatz I'm so proud of you. If you ever need anyone I'm here. My Facebook is Sage Ridings. My insta is 13yearoldtumblrwannabe and my sc is tumblrqueen1513
Kudos to you. I was taken away from my mom and dad when I was about two and my grandma took me in. I'm so lucky to have a family instead of being tossed around. But, honestly, look at you. You are here and alive and although I'm a stranger who you couldn't care less about, I'm so proud of you.
scoob5 boi I'm happy you got out of that system
scoob5 boi Y’know, this is definitely the most inspirational story I’ve read in a while.
My name is Darcy and I feel the need to apologise. You didn’t deserve to go through that. I hope you find happiness some day.
My mom would yell at me for crying. I feel like she doesn’t understand me mentally. No one in my family does. My childhood was hard mentally, but the aftermath is hard. I always try to be happy, place a kind of mask that says “I’m Happy!”. I’m glad I am in a better place. But it’s hard to deal with a aftermath of a traumatic event. First the names, then the death of my grandma, and then my dad in jail. Being a child is hard, can’t show no break in my mask.
Thats upsetting but I can relate, were all here for you.
I was bullied in middle and high school. It finally ended when I left El Paso but the pain did not heal until I got to my college years. I finally realized I am better than what they made me. The scars they left me healed only to remind me of the pain I witnessed. Funny part was I didn't even know what bullying us until my sister was pushed and threatened. You know what I cared more about her than me. I never thought about what they were doing to me until I hit 9th grade. That's when I was in hell. I thought I found it in Middle school but no that was only the path toward it. I was never touched but everytime I did something I was proud of everybody ignored it and try to outshine me. I never was able to build my beautiful voice because I was never good enough. But you know what I not see I am beautiful. As I grew up through my fear of myself because of all ways they treated me I realized that I was lucky. Now I know how you will see this but we all are lucky. For those who were bullied and survived will see that we must be special because why in the hell would they even mess with us. They were only jealous of us. They envied who we were, and they knew we would grow up to be more than what they could ever be. To this day I actually thank them, if it weren't for them I wouldn't be able to prove them wrong. THEY WERE WRONG all along. Why, because we all are special and they knew it. They knew we were going to be more powerful than them. That is why they try to tear us down and break us apart. But unlike them we are able to grow past it and heal. It may take longer than what we want but we can heal, we WILL heal. All we have to do is realize that we are better than them. We are the reason they hated us because we are something they wanted to be. I sit here managing 3 TH-cam channels, several comic books, a music duo and stage manager of two plays. I sit here proving the ones who say I will never amount to anything. Well look what I did, I did it. I proved them wrong.
1).Hey I live in El Paso. 2). FUCK them.
King Buddy I used to live there and then I moved to Mississippi in March.
Tay hay That's lit
Julie An. Pate
tears. You brought tears to my eyes.
Your soul is just like the sun during a heat wave beautiful and bright.
You are the definition of strong
I'm still standing and so are you I feel like if I knew you we would get along great.
I hope you have a wonderful day, night, month, year. Life! Have a great life you deserve it!!!
Who is still watching in 2018
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you have no idea how much i relate to this video
this speaks so much it's hurting
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...
A few months ago, my mind was in a horrible place, and I was suicidal. While I was contemplating suicide after yet another day of being mentally abused, this project came on autoplay, and it caused me to stop and think about what would happen if I died. I was so touched by it that it made me cry, even when I was in a dark pit that no light could reach, that I decided to memorize it to help others who were going through what I went through. Among others, this has saved my life, and I want to thank you for sharing this so others can be graced by Shane Koyczan's words.
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
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.
Amen
Who is watching in 2019 every morning and night before school or work to start your day and to end the day I love his voice and I love his speech
Honestly, I come to this lyric video ALMOST every time I'm feeling sad. And ALMOST all the time I go along with the words, saying them aloud. Why? Because I relate to it SO much.
Midnight Mayonaka Me too...
People who disliked this, they have no kind heart. This is a strong message where it happens to most people in the world. People depressed, uncomfortable with their beauty, no friends, etc.
I love this poem. It’s emotional 😭😭
Goosebumps everywhere
So dead on, only I’ve rarely managed to get to the part where I see beauty in myself.
I never knew how to explain how it feels to be made fun of for not being "normal" but this video shows how it feels to be bombarded by the cruel names that other kids say. I am so proud that this video exists to show people how harsh kids are to each other.
I want to cry every time I listen to this.
I share the same exact story, in preschool I was bullied by this boy and a few other kids because I was quite, I thought they would all go away so not much of a big deal, 1sr and 2nd grade was not too bad but it really started in 3rd grade, I thought I found a pretty good friend till she started talking about me, I looked around in class and more people started talk and laugh while I was sitting there confused on what they were talking about, 4th was tormenting.....I would eat lunch and sit by myself while some people threw food at me, one time the girl that bullies me came over and spit in my food, found it funny then left with her friends, recess she told me "You have nothing" and till this day I still remember that, in 6th grade everyone started to bully me, I got called horrible things,people were beginning to pull on my hair and I started my suicide phase, but thing is at least I managed to survived and I still get bullied till this day, when i look at myself in the mirror i wanna punch the glass so bad because i always get so disgusted and ashamed when i see myself,now theses days I run in and out of depression thinking about things in my own world, now people think I'm a weirdo and ask me question like "why are you always so sad" and I give them no response, i still wanna die and I don't think there's anything that can change that, thanks shane kozcan for sharing your story.......till this day I'll always be a weirdo...
Life gets better I promise ♥️
Uthopia Renesame People will ALWAYS be jealous about how unique and BEAUTIFUL some persons are. Trust me. People will NEVER be happy with nothing
I've tried it.Believe me. You're unique and Amazing 💖
Dont let ANYONE change that.
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?"
Thank you shane for sharing your beautiful poems ..i love the way you read them your captivating and take my emotions on a journey with you ...thank you for being you and all that you do !!! .
My favorite part was this one line cause it is true (”If you can’t see anything beautiful about your self Get a better mirror , Look a little closer , stare a little longer because there’s something inside you that made you keep trying despite everyone who told you to quit”)
Your perfect the way you are and if someone says your not, no matter what. You are perfect not because people think your not then there just pathetic lairs you just have to believe that you are, even if your own family doesn like the fact that you where brought too this world, then there wrong " you" we're brought too this world for a huge reason, you where brought here for you to enjoy life and stand up to the people who let you down find those people who picked you up when you fell down from your future give them a hug and get threw all of the let downs stand up for yourself and stay strong because there was this one reason why people should be nice to the person you are and that reason is the fact you stand up for others you have a perfect future, they knew that if you never stood up for yourself you wouldn't have your dream job or a loving husband and a family that cares about you if you stand up to the people who let you down you would do all the things you couldn do when you didn't stand up
h Gaming that's exactly what I think
The music comes in at the perfect timing.. the emotions..
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.
10 years later and I still watch this ❤
This video describes my life. The emptiness I feel, the people who look at me and tell me nobody cares. The depression, the pills, my mother who constantly lashed out at me. And although I was taken from her, I still have scars that refuse to heal. The words “go ahead and die, nobody will even care” the lies that people fed me. The nights I cried myself to sleep.
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.
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'm not a mom or anything but when he says "And they'll never understand that she's raising two kids whose definition or the word beauty is mom" gives me goosebumps every time I listen to this and I don't know what it is about that part but something about it is so damn beautiful and poetic.
who else can relate?
*Raises hand*
Sadly me
years later this still still makes me cry every time
I listen to this so many times that I now memorized this.
WON MY SPEECH MEET WITH THIS THANK YOU!!!!
I love this video, it’s made me realise who I am, some people may not like me, but I know I do good, I know im a nice person I know what I’m good at and what I’m not. I’ve been bullied in the past, mainly about my weight and to a sensitive teenager, it feels like nothing can help, nobody and nothing, but I’ve realised there is no perfect weight, I am my own perfect weight, I’m not skinny but I’m not over weight, I wear clothes I look good in, and I’ve realised I don’t need someone to tell me how I look if I think I look good then why can’t that be my opinion, why does everyone else have to whisper and laugh? To be honest no one is the “perfect weight” we are all different there is no perfect weight. Since when did u need to be skinnier than everyone, since when is it funny to just be that little bit bigger, my opinion is mine only. I don’t need anyone to tell me what I need to do or say or look like, I am perfect in my own way and so are you ❤️😔💕
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 is so sad and so true..
I cry so hard everytime when I hear this because I relate so much.
I got really sad with this video because I remember my bullies.... I was bullied for almost 7 years..... the only "best friend" i tought I had betrayed me by helping one of my bullies telling me I had no friends.... that really hit me.... later I joined to another little group of "friends".... They ended up not talking to me.... my bullies always called me "Antisocial", "voiceless, mute" because I was the typical quiet girl of he class... I have always wondered why they bullied me so much, I NEVER did anything to anybody to hurt them in any way... I even asked myself... "Am I a toy or doll or something for people to be playing with my friendship like that??"... I felt horrible... well that was my story... I hope you dont get bullied in any way.... because its horrible...
we watched this in my literacy class and today we watched it again and i sat there crying because i can relate to almost all of these
Still brings me to tears every time.
one of my favorites. it helps me understand that I am not alone they're others like me and we can/will keep going
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.
i used this "song" or spoken word song as a solo dance piece and it was one of the best solos i've ever choreographed because i could feel the emotion through his words and they hit me hard
This gave me chills
I memorized this a year and a half ago and I ain’t about to stop now
As of broken bones hurt more than the names we got called... And we got called them all. We grew up believing no one would love us. We would be forever alone~
My favorite song quote
This is amazing I cried.There is only one way to describe this:beautiful ❤️ I can relate to this and this is beautiful I feel all the emotions he’s putting in this poem it’s a beautiful poem 💕People shouldn’t hate themselves you have to love yourself because you are amazing ❤️
Wow such a powerful and beautiful poem
This poem is amazing.for the past 3years I have been bullied by the same girl.i have never been rude nor mean to her. I try to get past it and try to get her to warm up to me a bit. But nothing works. I have a hard time with self-esteem,and loving my self. All the things that she says about me gets in my head and makes me hate my self. There was this one night about 3 weeks ago I was just laying in bed. Then out of no where some thing told me to take the blade out of my razor. I could not seem to get it out so I looked up how to get the razor out but nothing came up. I finally gave up but this shows how power words and your mind is don’t let someone else control your life.
definition of master piece tbh.
This makes me cry, but its so true and inspirational! ;A;
I’m not the only kid
Who grew up this way
Surrounded by people who used to say
That rhyme about sticks and stones
As if broken bones
Hurt more than the names we got called
And we got called them all
So we grew up believing no one
Would ever fall in love with us
That we’d be lonely forever
That we’d never meet someone
To make us feel like the sun
Was something they built for us
In their tool shed
So broken heart strings bled the blues
As we tried to empty ourselves
So we would feel nothing
Don’t tell me that hurts less than a broken bone
That an ingrown life
Is something surgeons can cut away
That there’s no way for it to metastasize
It does
She was eight years old
Our first day of grade three
When she got called ugly
We both got moved to the back of the class
So we would stop get bombarded by spit balls
But the school halls were a battleground
Where we found ourselves outnumbered day after wretched day
We used to stay inside for recess
Because outside was worse
Outside we’d have to rehearse running away
Or learn to stay still like statues giving no clues that we were there
In grade five they taped a sign to her desk
That read beware of dog
To this day
Despite a loving husband
She doesn’t think she’s beautiful
Because of a birthmark
That takes up a little less than half of her face
Kids used to say she looks like a wrong answer
That someone tried to erase
But couldn’t quite get the job done
And they’ll never understand
That she’s raising two kids
Whose definition of beauty
Begins with the word mom
Because they see her heart
Before they see her skin
Because she’s only ever always been amazing
He
Was a broken branch
Grafted onto a different family tree
Adopted
Not because his parents opted for a different destiny
He was three when he became a mixed drink
Of one part left alone
And two parts tragedy
Started therapy in 8th grade
Had a personality made up of tests and pills
Lived like the uphills were mountains
And the downhills were cliffs
Four fifths suicidal
A tidal wave of anti depressants
And an adolescence of being called popper
One part because of the pills
Ninety nine parts because of the cruelty
He tried to kill himself in grade ten
When a kid who could still go home to mom and dad
Had the audacity to tell him “get over it” as if depression
Is something that can be remedied
By any of the contents found in a first aid kit
To this day
He is a stick of TNT lit from both ends
Could describe to you in detail the way the sky bends
In the moments before it’s about to fall
And despite an army of friends
Who all call him an inspiration
He remains a conversation piece between people
Who can’t understand
Sometimes becoming drug free
Has less to do with addiction
And more to do with sanity
We weren’t the only kids who grew up this way
To this day
Kids are still being called names
The classics were
Hey stupid
Hey spaz
Seems like each school has an arsenal of names
Getting updated every year
And if a kid breaks in a school
And no one around chooses to hear
Do they make a sound?
Are they just the background noise
Of a soundtrack stuck on repeat
When people say things like
Kids can be cruel?
Every school was a big top circus tent
And the pecking order went
From acrobats to lion tamers
From clowns to carnies
All of these were miles ahead of who we were
We were freaks
Lobster claw boys and bearded ladies
Oddities
Juggling depression and loneliness playing solitaire spin the bottle
Trying to kiss the wounded parts of ourselves and heal
But at night
While the others slept
We kept walking the tightrope
It was practice
And yes
Some of us fell
But I want to tell them
That all of this shit
Is just debris
Leftover when we finally decide to smash all the things we thought
We used to be
And if you can’t see anything beautiful about yourself
Get a better mirror
Look a little closer
Stare a little longer
Because there’s something inside you
That made you keep trying
Despite everyone who told you to quit
You built a cast around your broken heart
And signed it yourself
You signed it
“They were wrong”
Because maybe you didn’t belong to a group or a clique
Maybe they decided to pick you last for basketball or everything
Maybe you used to bring bruises and broken teeth
To show and tell but never told
Because how can you hold your ground
If everyone around you wants to bury you beneath it
You have to believe that they were wrong
They have to be wrong
Why else would we still be here?
We grew up learning to cheer on the underdog
Because we see ourselves in them
We stem from a root planted in the belief
That we are not what we were called
We are not abandoned cars stalled out and
Sitting empty on a highway
And if in some way we are
Don’t worry
We only got out to walk and get gas
We are graduating members from the class of Fuck Off We Made It
Not the faded echoes of voices crying out
Names will never hurt me
Of course
They did
But our lives will only ever always
Continue to be
A balancing act
That has less to do with pain
And more to do with beauty
Absolutely beautiful 🙏...God bless you
been there done that only one way through it have more will be so well that story is for another day this man has a gift and he uses it
Why is this so relatable?
This video.... I had a perfect life. I lived with my mom and dad. I had two dogs and have two brothers. We lived in this beautiful house, so much space and love filling that home. It was all so perfect. At least that's what younger me thought. Then we moved to a smaller house, because we were running out of money. It was still a nice house. Then our church asked us to move to Virginia.... all the was across the country. I didn't want to but what does a seven year old know. So we did. That's when stuff started falling apart. I didn't have friends there. I was homeschooled like I had been for my whole life and the only people I got to see every day were my mom dad and two brothers. We went to church, yes, but there was always something there. Everyone was so.... cold. They didn't care. Nobody ever has. Then, less than a year later, we had to move to California. Because of money. It was all the way across the state and I was losing all the things I knew... once again. So we moved in with my grandma, because we couldn't afford another house. Keep in mind the two dogs I mentioned earlier. They're dead. Gone. Like everything. I got another dog.... she's amazing and I still have her. Then we moved out of my grandmas house. We... came across this dog. She was left on the side of a house and starved. She was emaciated. She made me think of myself. So we rescued her. Sure, she was food protective and nipped a lot but I loved her and I was the only one she would sleep with. Then we moved back to Arkansas, to a really nice house right next to our old one. I had so many friends there and it was probably the best year of my life. Then my dad left. He left for a slut. He got her pregnant. One day.... we heard a scream. We ran out to the backyard to see the fence knocked over.... my dog had gotten out. She.... had bitten another dog. We rushed her back inside and helped the other dog and the lady. Five. Hundred. Dollars. In vet payments. We are low on money. Anyways, next year I'm starting public school because my mom had to work. I went from only seeing four people a day, to about seven hundred a day. I was bullied. Called fat, ugly, stupid. I believe them now. They weren't wrong.
I now have depression, anxiety, social anxiety, suicidal thoughts, and am in the starting stages of bulimia. If somebody wants to vent to me, feel free.
Fricken Heck it I CRIED READING THIS thank you for sharing x
They played this at my school during academic lab
This is amazing and it made me cry so much and this inspired me to move on with life
This was so sad omg, it was so powerful😭
this hit me so hard...like i started crying... and I don't cry at all
This was absolutely beautiful
I can relate. When I was in kindergarten I got called names.... Then in first I moved to a different school.. I lived with my dad at that time. I was ok. Then in 2nd and 3rd I moved again only this time I was with my mom. I got horrible grades and people were scared of me because I couldn't contain myself so I went crazy. I only had 4 friends... I wish to see them again... I loved them. I had enough of the names so I tried to cut myself but then I realized I could push through all of it and keep going. We got kicked out of our house so we moved again. I was in fourth grade and I went to an amazing elementary school. We graduated to middle school. Grade 5 was last year . it was the best year of my life. Now here I am at grade six going into 7th. I still suffer from some depression but all my friend are there to help me. I know that there is so much to live for but sometimes I just can't deal with my life... But I keep moving forward. I love my school and I never want to leave it. ❤
Ima try to memorize this amazing poem
im trying and ive learend half of it TvT
This is so hearbreaking!!
And beautiful ❤
i watched this for our poetry unit and i almost cried
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.
No words may convey my deepest of concern and care. However, do know someone will know and even by bit be able to relate to your feelings.
This is what got me into spoken word
Who’s still watching In 2019...
dont bring that shit up
@@lazypotato4514 I DONT WANNA GO BACK TO 2019
@@shelbiephillips1806 Tbh 2019 is way more better than 2020 but 2016 was epic dude.
@@lazypotato4514 i'd go back to 2016 any day
@@shelbiephillips1806 real shit 2023 fucking sucks
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
Hey, though this is old. Hope I'm not late. Do know someone care, I care while no one would. I may not know you, and you may never reply but I dearly hope this reaches you. A helping hand if you'd call it.
Makes me cry every time
I accidentally memorized this entire thing word for word, syllable for syllable, because I listened to it on repeat so many times.
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
Today, my best friend asked me if she was broken. I told her, "You're not broken, everybody who tried to break you, is broken. You're just slightly scratched. And if you have a few cracks, I'll help you fill them with gold." YOU ARE NOT BROKEN!!! Please remember that.
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.
1:18
Where it ACTUALLY begins :P
I know that, I was speaking figuratively. I was indicating that the drama and the musical track began. Thanks for sharing though.
this is amazing
i watch this everyday
I came here because of a vine, and now I believe I heard this in school.
I used to get bullied by my classmates until highschool and than it was my teachers I'm a freshmen and one of my teachers was always giving me detention so now I'm homeschooled but my parents and siblings say really mean stuff to me sometimes so I feel this video.
If your sad just lay on the whole and see how long you can go without crying
This hits hard and I can relate to everything.
This is beautiful
my dance studio did a dance to this and it made our dance teacher cry it was so touching thank you.
This is making me cry😭it goes so deep
My older brother and i got verbally and physically abused as kids by our own mother until he threatened to call the cops a few times when he was 14. I was completely terrified of her so i thought of him highly. We both got bullied at school for being "weird" and "fat" growing up until he graduated and I moved schools this past year. I'm 16(he's 20) now and i don't take shit from anyone. I don't get bullied or physically abused anymore.
I have resting bitch face and most strangers at school are afraid of me now and sometimes I'm afraid of me. Anyway my mom wouldn't dare lay a hand on me today and I found much better people to have as friends now even tho it was hard since i was so afraid of people.
I really do think my brother gave me the strength to stand up to our moms verbal abuse when I was a little older because i saw him do the same to the physical abuse.
I really can't stop crying ..
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.
i really think this should have way more views then it actually has
Omg this ia so beautiful I cried so much 😭
No you didn't