tears streaming down little girls faces
hatred words are thrown left and right
they don't know how to fight
the knife cutting which way
is suicide the right way
is there such a place
where would all the lost sould go?
beautiful smile beautiful eyes
how well they mask the pain
knowing deep inside, they are hurting
i can sense and see right straight to their core
it's as if they bleed
i pray for their salvation
in their eyes, going away is their elimination
from the cruel world that exists
my little seraphim
i can say all that can stop them from leaving
but i will not protect them anymore
how i wish my words will teach them to gain strength
to understand
there is more to life than what's in their immediate surroundings
when they died, so many tears was shed
there is no more i can share
the cycle continues