They laugh.
they stare.
they stand.
they care….or do they?
around the corner
he comes with fear in his heart
and hate on his mind
one hit,
two hits,
three…
and he stops
why..
why..
why…?
they shiver with fear
cry out their sorrows for all to hear
why so cruel?
why so violent?
no one's there
nobody cares.
all is well in the mind of silence
all is well in the mind of a bystander
they see the torment
they see the pain
but all they do is watch and stare.
for the victim it's agony,pain,sorrow, and fear.
for the bystander, its joy,laughter,and no cares.
the innocence of a bystander is gone in thin air.
they lose this innocence after the first stare.
there is no such thing as an innocent glare.
for all is taken from their “innocence” when they simply just stare.
so stand up or fall down.
be the first or be the last.
it takes only one to stop this nonsense
it takes only one to put away their stares
it takes only one to halt the madness
if you continue your glares and stares
the victim will tear their hearts cant bare
their minds will weep in sorrow and despair
and all is well until the last one fails.
you had one job.
to stop the cries
now days have gone by
you're lost in the world
wondering “what ifs”
if only you said stop and stood up
for their rights
as your conscious screams and weeps your sorrows
you will forever be punished inside
for your greatest consequence is your mind.