Dying Quietly

August 6, 2012
By , Henderson, NV
You don’t see me
In the halls
In the classroom
But I’m here
A student with emotions
Above average grades
And unique talents

You don’t see me
On the couch
In the kitchen
But I see you
Addicted mother
Abusive father
With all the power to change
But never taking the chance

You don’t see me
Running away
Hurting myself
But I tried
To make you understand
To be something someone
Would one day be proud of

Now you see me
But I’m gone
No longer alive
But finally apart
Of your heart

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