Wait!

Wait!

Wait just one more,
Minute you don't have,
To understand yourself,
Takes far too much,
Effort you can't give,
It isn't worth it.

Stop!

Stop!

Stop and understand the,
Dark that comforts you,
Cannot keep you safer than,
Light you hate,
For it always leads to,
Revealing too much.

Please!

Please!

Please listen to,
A pointless voice,
Calling to you from somewhere,
Far away from here,
Where light doesn't burn,
Your frail skin.

No!

No!

No more life to lose,
When your whole existence is doomed,
To drown in it's own blood,
Despite the desperate cries,
Of dead and dying,
To stay away.

Even they reject you.

Here is a young boy,
His heart has been crushed,
His innocence has already been stolen,
By the gun in his hands.

Here is a teenager,
Death a normality,
Trusting only in hate,
For those he once loved.

Here is a young man,
Believing in revenge,
For a crime he never saw,
Against someone he never knew.

Here is a father,
"Protecting" his daughter,
Showing her the path he chose,
Putting her finger on the trigger.

Here is an old man,
Regretting his life,
Hating himself for all he did,
But all too late.

Now here is a young girl,
Who lives far away,
Who doesn't understand,
But knows she is hated.

People avoid her,
Afraid? Or unsure?
The garment on her head,
Fills her with shame.

This girl never touched a gun.

The boy did not know what he was doing.

His daughter doesn't want to ****.

But it is too late now,
Society has grasped a concept,
And it's claws dig deep,
It won't let go.

Long Sleeves.
Always long sleeves.
Even the summer.


Who here gets it?