No One Cries
Her eyes are cried red; her cheeks are pale and flushed,
But they don’t think she’s had enough,
Of their poking, prodding, and abuse from their words.
Everyone hears, but no one even turns.
Sleeves cover the scars on her wrists
But everyone’s to blind and they miss
The pain in her eyes, the fear in her face
And everyone makes the biggest mistake
No one ever said a word
To save the poor girl’s life
And now it is gone.
She took it this very night.
No one thinks much of it:
The fact that she isn't there
But when they announce her death,
Guilt hangs in the air.
But no one confesses
And the school moves on
Because no one cries
For the girl who is gone.
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