I Am A Person

Sometimes I lie awake at night, and I wonder what gives me the strength to go on. In a world where I can't be myself. I remain so secretive of who I really am that my friends don't even know the real me. I remained in a shell afraid to ever come out. Until today, today I finally broke. I let the whole world know who I was. I am Sarah. I'm a human. I have feelings, and my own opinion about things. I'm not worthless, for everyone has a place in this world. I don't have the prettiest face or the most expensive belongings, but I am a person. When you say things or do things to me it hurts. I don't just laugh and forget about it like you. Maybe you just said one small thing, but when someone says just one small thing it might go on a list of things that had been said before that. A gradual build up of cruelty, pain, and agony. Until you just can't take it anymore. You break, when I broke I stood up and told everyone how I felt. Although when most people break they choose they feel death is the only way out. Imagine of that one little thing you said pushed someone to the breaking point, and you saw their face on the news the next morning. I have been taunted and tortured all my life. I know how it feels, and I know I'm not the only one. Research shows that one out of four kids are bullied, and that only one out of twenty four get help or have someone stand up for them. So don't be a bystander, it's just as worse as being the bully. I am a person. I have a life, so please don't destroy it.