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Invisible Bully

July 18, 2010
By abridge BRONZE, Durham, North Carolina
abridge BRONZE, Durham, North Carolina
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Little comments,
almost insignificant.
Sometimes only looks, eye-rollings, raised eyebrows,
Sometimes only “jokes”
they slither out of her mouth,
then they crawl under my skin.
They stay there,
and wait,
for when there is enough of them to blot out my self confidence.
In the mean time,
They eat away at my pride,
digging and scraping until there is nothing left.
If there is,
I don’t recognize it.
The invisible bully.
No one notices
except the victim.
Her comments are borderline between
mean,
and nice.
The victim could be teased for years,
feeling awful,
and still not know the source of their humiliation.
That is the mark of the invisible bully.


March 10th, 2010

The author's comments:
I wrote this poem to help me work through my feelings. I realized that this kind of bully is almost never noticed. Not exactly mean but... not nice.

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abridge BRONZE said...
on Sep. 15 2010 at 7:57 pm
abridge BRONZE, Durham, North Carolina
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I'm glad my poem touched you.  Thanks for understanding it!

abridge BRONZE said...
on Aug. 27 2010 at 5:41 pm
abridge BRONZE, Durham, North Carolina
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Thanks so much!  You really understand the meaning in my poem.

on Aug. 19 2010 at 7:35 pm
This poem is really great.  It's very insightful, I was very surprised: the poem shows what is right in front of us that we may never recognize. Great job!

Pineapplenat said...
on Aug. 19 2010 at 4:37 pm
Pineapplenat, Manchester, Other
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Favorite Quote:
"Life isn't about finding yourself, life is about creating yourself"

Wow! That poem is amazing! :D x

Rupert said...
on Aug. 19 2010 at 12:37 pm
What a powerful poem.  It reminded me of how important it is to be mindful of how we respond to others.

This author really stirred up some feelings in me.  Compassion for him/her for any experience of bullying he/she has had, and the awkward embarrassment that perhaps I have bordered on being mean and nice in my life.