poems from a lonely girl

I Could've...(reupload)

I could've broken down
I could've confessed everything
I could've admitted what happened
I could've showed them the texts
I could've told them how horrible i really felt inside
I could've cried instead of smiling, day after day
I could've shown them everything
I could've called someone i loved
I could've had a second chance at life
I could've achieved so many things

I could've gotten better
It could've not got to the point where I had lost all will to live
I've written it all down
No one is going to read it anyways
Why do i care so much?
Oh.
Its because after i'm gone, it'll be all thats left of me.

I could've written more,to be honest
I could've explained how my friends hurt me physically and mentally
I could've explained how they were jealous and put stupid thoughts in my head that i was a terrible person
I could've explained the urge to run across the road hoping a bus would hit me

I could've....well....there were so many could haves, really....and i'm running out of time to write them all down..
I have loads more to say, but my 'friends' will be wondering where I am and I need to say my last farewells.

A/N: Shows how much bullying can affect someone no matter their age, race, gender or religion they are.