When will we care?
It doesn't make sense,
how someone so young,
Would hate themselves so much
And feel so unloved.
We pay respect to the dead,
But why not to the living?
Why do we only care,
When someone stops breathing?
When will we show love
To all those hurting people?
Do we have to wait till they're gone,
And heaven's gained an angel?
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