Read our anti-bullying poems
Monday 28 November 2005
As part of Anti-Bullying Week, we presented the best of the recent Beat Bullying anthology right here on n2k, thanks to our cool mini-movies.
Real people
Remember, these poems aren't written by trained poets; they're by young people just like you, who wanted to get down on paper what they really felt about the bullying problem.
It's a unique way of getting inside the head of someone who is being affected by bullying.
The poems
'Tick Tock' by M Chell.
It's a grey day.
The clouds are looming overhead,
The lightning waiting to strike.
The bomb starts to tick in my head.
Tick tock
Tick tock
Won't stop.
It's going to explode today.
Queer tick
Poof tock
Faggot tick
Gay boy tock
The butterflies start to fly in my tummy
They want to get out and fly away.
All these emotions deep down inside me
Are bottled up waiting to burst out.
Tick tock
Fear comes.
I wander round, dodging the eyes that see through me,
My head down, trying to hide.
When will they get me?
It's my turn soon.
Watch the video version of 'Tick Tock'
'Dear Mum' by Nicole Dingwall.
I don't want to tell you this, Mum,
I really find it hard.
I wish it wasn't happening,
I wish it wasn't true.
Mum I'm getting bullied,
What is wrong with me?
Is it that they are jealous?
Or do they just hate me?
I cry myself to sleep at night,
I sometimes hurt myself too.
Sometimes I pretend I'm ill,
Just to stop off school.
I really really love you Mum,
But I wish I wasn't born.
I don't want to put you through the pain,
But when you read this I'll be gone.
Watch the video version of 'Dear Mum'
'Quiet' by Fred Oppong.
Quiet when I wake up
Quiet when without a sound
Quiet when I'm on the bus because I know he'll be around
Quiet with pain my leg unable to stand
Quiet after school
Quiet at the slide
Quiet when he passed by
Quiet when my mum asks what's wrong
Quiet when I'm in my bed thinking about it all night long
What am I?
Bullied.
Watch the video version of 'Quiet'
'Waiting' by Hannah Moore
Only ten minutes of lunchtime left.
I'm hiding behind the bin again,
The stench is overpowering.
My stomach longs for food,
My legs ache from crouching,
But fear keeps me still.
How long will this last?
How many lunchtimes will I spend in fear?
Is it really worth living,
If you're always waiting,
For the next punch and mocking jeer?
Watch the video version of 'Waiting'
Untitled poem by Lyam Parker
Do I have to go to school, Mum?
Do I really have to go?
I've got a tummy ache,
I think I'm going to throw.
They push and threaten me,
It hurts, outside and in,
They're so much stronger than me,
I guess I'll never win.
I couldn't sleep last night,
I was worried about what they'd say.
I have to try and ignore them,
I'll tell someone...one day.
Watch the video version of this poem
If you need help and avice on the subject of bullying, take a look at n2k's Beat Bullying web site.
