Lucy Grainger


What hurts more?


What hurts more?
What hurts more than someone letting you down? Someone letting you down when they were the one to pick you up when you were low.
What hurts more than being let go? That someone special loves someone else who you know.
What hurts more than getting embarrassed? Getting harassed for being you.
What hurts more than being ashamed? Being named a wimp just because you wouldn't do what they wanted.
What hurts more than being bullied? Being bullied but not believed because you've reported it so many times.

Submitted: Saturday, February 16, 2013

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  • Sandy Player (2/17/2013 3:25:00 AM)

    A progression from neglect to slander and violence. It sure is painful to see old friends as wanton enemies. (Report) Reply

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