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What I am.

I don’t know why I bother.

I don’t know why I care.

Sometimes I just cannot be bothered,

And let it all go up, in the air.

 

I try to be different,

And not care what people think,

But I have now learnt that by rebelling,

People shout and moan at you, all of a sudden in a blink.

 

I want to pursue my hopes and dreams,

And be rich and famous to help my family.

But the people who I thought would be there for me,

Probably just think of me as some “wanna be”.

 

I may seem all happy, cheery and care free,

But I have learnt to put my defences up to deceive you now.

I would not let you in my world till I know you are someone to trust,

And if you knew every single one of my thoughts, you would sometimes think I was a cow.

 

My life may now seem easy,

But that is not how it has always been.

I have been through many things,

And I would like to say, bullying cannot always be seen.

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