No One

No one took the time to look inside her head. No one came and asked her if she really went to bed. No one ever noticed the bruises on her wrists as she walked down the school halls. No one noticed the damage they did with all the name calling. No one ever noticed the weight that she carried. No one ever asked her if life was over bearing. No one ever questioned the long sleeves 24/7. Nobody ever asked her if she believed in Heaven. No one ever said you got a beautiful mind. Maybe that's 'cause they ignored her all the time. No one ever stopped to tell her she's beautiful. Maybe that's why she abuses pharmaceuticals. No one stops to think about the damage they do. No one believes they can change lives too. Nobody notices her bruised face and calloused heart, but maybe that's 'cause they're focused on themselves and not who people are. Has nobody noticed that she has stopped living? She's starting to think that her life has no meaning.You trashed her for moving, breathing, anything she did. What did she do to deserve such treatment? She did nothing but recognize you for who you really are. And yet she still accepts you no matter what you call her. Has nobody questioned where humanity has gone? Has nobody noticed that they pushed the envelope too far? Of course they haven't, they got their nose in the latest gossip. They're trying to ignore their skeletons in the closet. She's going insane she's thinking that she's lost it. She grabs a gun from the drawer, loads it and cocks it... BAM. I guess that's it. You don't have a second chance to tell her that you cared. I guess you'll just have to pretend that she's there. It's funny that when someone's around nobody misses them. But the second you realize you don't get another second you finally start listening. It's funny that in order to leave a legacy you have to leave your life. You're in Society's slaughter house and they're holding the knife. What would happen if we built green houses instead of slaughter houses? Do you think we could avoid this pain if we just used a little logic?

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