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A change in the unsatisfied heart. And silent mind.


Silence in the halls.

screaming in her voice.

what did we do wrong?

how could we have helped?

the silent cries of help, that leave his wists cut.

we try to say it wasn't our fault to maybe to get some sleep at night. 

How did he feel? 

Scared to sleep.

lost and confused. 

Not knowing what was going on. 

When at that moment he had complete control of his life as he's about to jump off the chair. 

He needed help. 

As if the bad grades and the crying at night or maybe the anger he expressed wasn't enough. 

Its the teen phase right? 

Cutting and crying seems to be the norm. 

We dont react till we see him hanging from the rope. 

Too late. 

Silence in the halls

screaming in her voice. 

She lost her little boy. 

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