Was it fan fiction or was it true?
When all of you said, “I’m with you”
The times got tough and it was tougher to breathe,
Wandering around in emptiness, looking for a soul to speak

The ones reach out to me whenever things go wrong,
Heard your voice saying, “Your words keep me strong”
Yes, I’m talking about you.. Hi there!
I too was on my knees, but you didn’t care
And even in times I was barely alive,
I still made sure your hopes didn’t die

Where were you then when I called out,
Screaming, thrashing, begging and falling apart,
Not a voice to be heard for over two years,
Nor a text that could subside my fears,
But then I got some help I dearly needed,
Slowly, I could feel the negativity fading

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"JUST A CHILD"

I was just a child then,
The days I went to school,
Crying my eyes out because I didn't want to,
I knew those bullies were waiting for me,
I couldn't fight back, I was weak.

I was just a child then,
They used to mock me and call me names,
Hit me because I didn't do what they said,
The teachers didn't pay any attention,
To my so-called "friends" it was just fun and games.

I was just a child then,
Ragged, bullied and beaten up,
I lost my will and I gave up,
My voice was gone and just like that,
I fell into depression, so lonely, so sad.

I was just a child then,
The thoughts of killing myself grew everyday,
Nothing mattered, I was dying from the inside anyway,
Nowhere to run to, nobody to support,
My life felt like nothing more than a joke.

I'm a young adult now,
I still feel weak, but the old me is gone now,
I never gave up and I never will,
Still living, even if life pushes me downhill,
For that child needed someone but had nobody,
Hoping I could be that someone for somebody.

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As the year comes to an end,
I hope we learn to have some common sense,
That the colour of the skin stops defining a man,
That the rough past wouldn't affect our present,
That our bank accounts don't decide who we hangout with,
That our love for this world gets tightly knit,
From the planets to their moons to our rising star,
We've only done so much wrong thus far

Doesn't matter if you're a man or a woman,
A Binary or a Non-Binary,
Black, white, brown or whatever colour,
Doesn't matter if your straight, lesbian, gay or bi,
Doesn't matter if you're at an all time low or an all time high,
Just be true to yourself and kind to others,
May the next year bring everyone happiness, peace and joy

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Under the tree, Santa asked me,
"Have you been a good boy this year?"
For deep within my heart I knew, I didn't do as much good,
I said, "I tried my best! But I know it isn't much,
I just gave this poor little kid my lunch,
There's nothing I want that I deserve,
I just wanna spread some smiles, And give out some love."
He ruffled in his bag and pulled out a box,
Gave me a smile and looked at the clock,
He said, "Oh it's time for me to go,
But I'm gonna make sure you're not alone,
Take this box and wish what you want,
It'll come true if your heart is pure."

After he vanished I took it to my bed,
"I wish this box could give me what I had,
But I'm sure my parents are happy up there with God,

There's one thing that I want so bad,
I stay with my new parents,
They don't let me miss my mum and dad,
I want them to know they're the reason I don't get sad,
I wish they could be happy too",
At that moment they entered my room,
Tears in their eyes, I was crying too,
With a muffled voice, I open my mouth,
No other words have felt so true,
"My life, I have dedicated to you"

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Always giving,
Never receiving,
No complaining,
Situations overwhelming,
Heart crying,
Yet still smiling,

Being kind to others,
That's his way of living

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Maybe I want someone to kiss my forehead too;
And tell me that I'm okay;
That everything is gonna be alright.

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That beneath the colour,
Deep within our hearts,
Under the covers of lies and facade,
Depending on the situation,
We all cry or laugh,
Always enduring, without knowing why,
We choose either to live or to die

Do you remember the time,
When all the humans were treated alike?

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"Words Alone, Aren't Me"

Every time I hold my pen
My mind wanders off and around
There's happiness, there's sorrow
There's comfort, there's horror
Something to motivate
Something to relate

But for a while I've known,
To express myself,
These words can't do it alone

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Title- "The Meat in the Freezer"

He didn't return back to her that night. The police said that he might've ran away and filed a report.

But the little boy knew that it wasn't lamb her mother kept in the freezer.

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He knew it would kill him, but he didn't care.
He had been through a lot, but he never shared.

Or maybe he did, but no one paid attention.
Maybe he was screaming, but nobody listened

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