People say actions don't have consequences,
but tell that to my girlfriend
who after eight years still flinches
when I touch her.
Tell that to my brother
who takes the long way home
just to avoid the cemetery
where his best friend lies.
Tell that to my best friend
who's parents have spent more time
seeing her in the hospital
than they have in their own home.
Tell that to my cousin
who will leave the room
every single time
someone jokes about rape.
Tell that to my sister
who spent her first ten days of life
being weened off of heroin
because her own mother would
would rather put her addiction first
than her own children.
Tell that to my roommate
who skips a meal every time she's told
"she looks so much healthier now".
Tell that to my english teacher
who calls in sick to work
on mothers day each year
to visit the places
her own mother never could.
So please, please, please
don't fucking sit there
and tell people to get over it,
because I swear to God
you have no idea what
they have gone through.
