kathryn _xo

Rookie (March 27 / Long Island, NY)

You Dont Know Me

Poem by kathryn _xo

How can you go around calling me names,
When you never even got a chance to know me,
You walk around calling me a loser
Just to make yourself feel better,
You do not know what I’ve gone through life,
And what you say could really hurt me,
Just because you see me in school,
Studying and working hard,
You think you know all there is about me,
But did you know,
I get beat by my parents,
I go home every night afraid of what I might do wrong,
Has it ever occurred to you?
That I work hard because I’m forced to,
I’m forced to do well
Just not to get hurt,
That with every test and every mark,
It could mean another covered up scar,
Did u know that my brother died because of people like you?
They took him and beat him on a corner of the street,
And then left him to die,
Just because he worked hard and wanted to do well,
He was the closest thing person I’ve ever had to me,
Who will listen to my problem to now because he’s gone,
Friends? What friends?
Everyone is afraid of talking to me because you hate me,
Not because I’ve done anything wrong,
Just because you think you know me,
You think I’m a geek,
Did you know that every day I think about suicide?
Because people like you like to bring me down,
Finally the day has come,
I wrote this poem for you,
So you can witness the horrible influence you had on my life,
So you can live with know that you are part of why I decided to end my life,
Seems fitting that my brother and I have the same end,
To die at the hands of a bully,
But I leave you with one last word of advice,
Never judge someone before you know who they are,
Because their personality, their image, their life,
May not be the one you thought you knew,
And just by bringing someone down and insulting them,
Could be the difference of ones life.
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Comments about You Dont Know Me by kathryn _xo

  • Uriah Hamilton (7/22/2005 11:41:00 AM)

    Every poem is part of the poet if it happened or not. Poets create truth from nothing and from everything.(Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, July 22, 2005

Poem Edited: Thursday, July 13, 2006