can no one see the pain of the shadow of a broken girl

living in a broken home?

can no one see the scars that her “cat” has made?

or the fact that there are new ones almost everyday?

does anyone notice the pain behind her eyes?

the “i’m fine” and a fake smile?

does anyone even care about anyone else anymore?

the name calling “whore” “slut” “fat” “ugly” “stupid” and many more

how do people see this and not care?

the boy who’s always locked in his room

slowly starving himself because everyone calls him fat

they all  scream for help but of course no one listens

for they are too busy screaming themselves

doesn’t anyone see the painful reality that we make this god forsaken world

a world ran on an invisible god,pride and green paper  

no one ever tries to help so we have to go to music

because that’s the only thing that will forever be with us

the fact that we ALL have to constantly remind ourselves that we are good enough

for the person who seems too good to be true but is just like you

for the family who takes good care of you and the friends who have always been there

we all believe death is better but it’s just black and reminds you of all the damn things

you never got to life gives you a chance to live better and be happy for once