Blind

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Everyone is blind
They only see what's at the front
And not behind

Behind is a girl crying on the floor
A girl screaming for help
With little voice
A girl with no hope

Her friends by her side
Yet they take it the wrong way
She just wants to die
And decay

Who wants a pathetic girl like her?
She has no use
All she does is cry
She should hang with a make shift noose

Or maybe get stabbed?
Who knows what she'll do
But that's only inside
Outside, no one has a clue

When she has the courage
They are supporting
But with the sad tones
She's regretting

Regretting telling them
They tried but failed
It didn't do much
But their depression sailed

When they explain their worries
She tries to call out
But she can't change the subject to her
She can have no help, she can go without

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