You walked right passed me, didn't even bother to speak. You saw me struggling at times, barely any food to eat.

You saw me hunched over, bruised from where I got beat. You just kept walking, wiping your brow so you couldn't see.

I came to you, hopeing you would help; you turned your back and it was hurt I felt.

You went about laughing at me because I'm different; you talked about me because I chose to be unique.

Your eyes are wired shut to the hurt and pain I bared, but hey you don't care!

All you did was stare at me, with no care in your heart to lend a helping hand; to become my friend would be too much of a demand.

You didn't take the time to get to know me; you didn't even bother to learn my name. Just that I was a strange girl who looked insane.

Now I'm down here looking up at you, wandering what's true. I'm watching all of your faces looking down at me, looking up into a sky so blue, now that my life is through.

Now that i'm dead, you want to come and see?! I stand beside you as you cry, whispering in your ear: "you could have saved me, so now just leave and let me be."