Humans ; we're such great pretenders.We craft such convincing art.
It's unbelievable.
Abuse victims, the suicidal ones, the bullied ones, the outcast, the neglected, the unwanted, the loners, the broken and the forgotten.
You'll never truly know about them.
They put on a mask of joy so convincing that "suicidal" would never be your first thought.
You may know that they have problems but to you they seem so strong.
Meanwhile, they hurt in the shadows, night after night : drowning in tears that you never knew existed.
They'll never shout it out .
It is just done.
Now, some may regret never asking "Are you okay?"
Because the 'happy' person is gone and there was never any visible signs for the crime they committed.
But...
Even if there was someone who cared, it maybe would never suffice for the immense pain that they felt.
It only happened in the silence of darkness.
Their cries that never heard.
Even though you paid attention, their mask was crafted too well to see who was really underneath : Stuck on too tightly to ever be lifted.
"Negative words cut deep"
And unfortunately those are the words that make nasty wounds beneath someone's skin: A wound that never healed.
In the little that I have said ,I really hope that you get it.
I never said to get involved in everyone's life.
All I'm saying is:
"BE KIND"
Or at least try.
A strong phrase if you ask me.
Ponder on it for a while.
What if we were all a bit more kind to each other ?
Would it kill you to try?
Sometimes all someone needs to hear is that someone cares.
Reassurance of Importance.
Fix what society has destroyed before it destroys you.
-F.A
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