Love On Their Arms.

February 2, 2012
I'm sick all the insults and the hate
People using the broken as their bait.
To use them to cheer themselves up when they are feeling down.
Leaving the others wondering how they could turn their life around.
Sick of all the pain for the weak.
Thinking how the future is so bleak.
Is it so hard to think?
Of what you're doing to others, and making them sink.
Do you think their pain will make you put down that drink?
So why can't we live in peace and harmony?
Where others get along and finally see.
How much they hurt others when they speak.
Though that possibility is untrue.
There is really nothing other people can do.
The most is to lend a helping hand, when the victims feel so helpless in their need.
The need to talk and be free.
To not wonder how they're gonna make it through out the day.
Wondering how they will make their life go away.
So I offer one bit of advice, and nothing more.
Take it from someone who has been where the victims have been before.
Think of those scars in their minds and their hearts.
Try to fix them, instead of tearing them apart.
Love instead of pain, Friendship instead of hate.

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