Thursday, 22 March 2012

You don't even know them...❤

Mrawwr, This one is going to be closely linked to my new you tube video based on people's perceptions on another, even though they may not know background information. So Here goes -

How is he/she different to us?
        You walk around the school like your perfection in human form ...
But, Your not. If he's not or she's not ... neither are you. 


Many people Are Differen
                                                                 I'm Different and I'll admit it.

The people who walk around , whispering about things they've heard, picking on those who are Different   and at times making them feel uncomfortable and lost; This is a form of bullying...! Words Hurt 


                 To those who have felt alone or outnumbered.. generally feeling like no one is there to understand them... I want you to know I AM here for you. Whatever it is, I WILL help... I PROMISE!




To those people who have ever felt suicidal or though "why am I still here?" "Why can't I be perfect?
Your PERFECT to me ... and I will always ❤ you. 
Your here because GOD ❤'s you. He's teaching you how to become stronger... he's making you into something SPECIAL. 


No matter who you are, or what your' background... Just remember... 


LauranLucide Will always be here for you, and one day Bullying will be but a word.❤

Thursday, 8 March 2012

An Endless Game Of Judgement❤


An Endless Game Of Judgement 


I dont get why,
You judge me so hard,
Its like Im a game of playing cards.

Except noone wants to win,
because the prize has gone.
An endless game of judgement.

The Game I never signed up for,
The game Ill never win,
Noone to hear the voice within.

From Deep inside,
you'll hear the cry
Of the girl with the broken dream.

Please stop, Im fed up of the names,
To you they're only fun and games.
Inside it hurts,
Outside I attempt to be brave,
Sometimes I wonder why Im not in my grave.

Please stop all of you with opinions,
We used to be friends,
now we're minions.
You've all changed so much,
I miss the old you...
Please come back,
Im missing you.

Im sorry for who I am,
What I am,
and why.
But I dont care because now,
now I realise I'm who I want to be
And one day, you'll all see.

I'm just a diamond in the rough,
But so are you!
Please come back,
I miss the old you!

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An original Poem by Me - Lauran!