04/11/2011 01:27

"TEASED"

 

Bald head

Small head

Frog head

Hog head

These are the names that are so mean and cruel

These names are just as cruel as calling someone a fool

Hoagie head

Bug face

Hammer head

Rust face

These names can follow you when you have your first date

Causing many people to have low self-esteem

Damaging many adults children and teens

Names that make you feel less than a human being

Like you have no race but your color is green

Living like a misfit

Feeling like you can never fit in

Never wanting to be rejected by a click or group

Doing whatever for the acceptance to get in

Being teased about their body

Being teased about their skin

Being teased and abuse has contributed

To many women pushing away good men

Being teased about their eyes

Being teased about their height

Has cause many fights

All because they’re too dark or light

Being called light bright

Has cause many to cry at night

Some people think it’s okay to call people names

But it really isn’t right

Many people who tease

Has been teased before

And to avoid being teased

They tease people more 

They feel they’re keeping people

From saying bad things about them

All their doing is keeping this going

Generation after generation just a continuous problem

But this poem is here to solve them

If you have ever teased someone

Just think about the names you've called them?

Those words were like a tiger that mauled them

And like a lion that clawed them

   

Talking about the way someone talks

And the way that they stutter

Bussing on someones father

Sister brother or mother

Making fun

Of how someone looks

Do you know how many peoples self esteem

You tore apart and took?

Destroying their character

Breaking their self esteem

Calling them dirty

But not knowing why they’re not clean

What if they can’t get clean?

What if their family are drug feens?

Don't you think it was mean?

To call them the ugliest ever seen?

Calling someone’s mom and dad a piper

A little girl teased

Just wanting someone to like her

A little boy teased

He was so nice but now a fighter

To be excepted

Getting all these tattoos of sculls guns and spiders

Smoking with a lighter

Women becoming an obsessed dieter

All because of being called fat names

Not wanting to eat things that’s fattening

Tortured all because of peoples laughing

(Here’s a true story about me, Jonathan Langley)

They talked about my lips

They talked about my head

Can you imagine a 10 year old wishing he was dead (Me)

It hurt me so much

To be teased by my classmates

Girls used to like me

But I was too shy to date

They talked about my height

They talked about my weight

I only saw myself as nothing

Until God showed my I’m great

I started smoking weed

At the age of 13

It felt good to fit in with other kids

My low self esteem was strong as a teen

I used to talk

But no one would listen

I used to say things

But no one was hearin

This goes on with many kids

If parents don’t comfort them

These feelings remain hidden

I could have killed myself

But I didn’t

You may feel that your life is over

But my life shows you it isn’t

What I’ve been through

Was actually worse than how it sounds

In front of the whole class and my family

I know how it feels to be clowned

At dinner with the family

With no money

And a family member telling you they’re not paying for you

Calling you a broke dummy

Smiling to keep from crying

But really there’s nothing funny

Bused on because your parents can only afford thrift shop clothes

And kids calling you bummy

 

But look at me now

I love me on the inside and on the out

I’m not the best looking, but myself I no longer doubt

About what people said about me, I no longer pout

Everyone love me because I love myself

I have compassion on others and love I’m all about

Really there was nothing wrong with you

Forget about those trolls that gave you hell

There was never anything wrong with you

Those name callers just didn’t like themselves

Teasers and bully's, you can change

You too are a special person

Why hurt others because someone hurt you?

Your only making this problem with teasing worsen

All you have to do

Is reach out to people

And help others

Who were treated evil

That’s what we’re doing

We’re taking the bad and making it all good

Helping someone make through a tuff time

I know that you can and could

My dream is still alive

To make it out the hood

I encourage you to dream like I am

I know that you should

I love you

If no one ever told you

You’re not alone, and just like me

No bad name can hold you

By you reading this poem

This poem should show you

That those names didn’t break you

Those names never broke you

You can make it despite your past

I’m victorious and I’m black

And so is our president

Our ancestors were slaves of “segregation”

But through persistence to overcome we beat that

No matter what color you are

No matter how you look

Despite the names you were called

Your real name could appear on awards and in books

You can overcome “anything”

You can achieve “everything”

You can be “all things”

Holding you down, “nothing”

 

Help yourself get free from your past

By helping others

We are all a family of the teased

We are all sisters and brothers

   

Love you always

“Beautyisthyname.com”

© Copyright 2011 Beauty is thy name. All rights reserved.

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QUOTE OF THE MONTH:

Men and women don't quit... Men and women keep fighting until they win!


BIBLE SCRIPTURE:

 

Psalms 138:13-18

13. You (God) Created me completly; you knit me together

in my mother's womb.

14. I praise you because I am impressively and wonderfully made;

Your works are wonderful, I know that for sure.

15. My frame was not hidden from you (You were there the whole time) when

I was made in the secret place.

When I was woven together in the depths of the earth (From the dust of the ground)

16. Your eyes saw my unformed body.

All the days ordained for me were witten in your book

before my first breath came to be.

17. Your thoughts about me are precious, O God! There are many of them.

18. If I were to count the number of good thoughts you have about me,

they would outnumber the grains of sand.


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