The face in the mirror doesn't look like me and that's a feeling that too many have come to be acquainted with. A world so dark that people can stumble and become lost just trying to discover themselves.
Tell me friend, how does a person sink so low as to no longer know themselves. That the best idea in their mind is running a blade from shoulder to wrist to try and bleed the sadness and confusion from their body. And how much worse must it be for so many to feel the exact same all at once. How terrible that it's become such a scarcity for kids to graduate with clean breath, unscathed skin and their Hopes and dreams intact. When BAC's are higher than GPA's and schools have standard procedures for suicides maybe we need to take a hard look at ourselves and make a change in the way we educate and care for students.
Everything I learned of history came from national geographic and late night television taught me life skills. I couldn't tell you the quadratic equation or where napoleon bonaparte died, and scientific moles always eluded me. But hey, if someone dies during the exam we all get an A so who's gonna take one for the team?
This is the world we live in, where we focus more on college than counseling. How many lives have to be lost to incite a change, and more importantly who will have to be next.
Does it have to be me?
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tears on a page
Poetrya collection of some of my more depressing pieces written many moons ago. so.... enjoy
