I'm running through a forest
Being chased down by guns
The owners of these weapons
I can't be caught be them now
In the grasp of death
Left for my blood to soak the floor

Words cannot hurt can they?
Then why do they feel like rocks
Shattering the silenced glass
Or a gunshot in the air
And a bullet through my heart.

I'm still running
Snap snap
The branches snapped beneath me
Snap snap, snap snap
They're getting further away

The gunshot is sounded
I fall to the ground
And roll under a bush
Hidden from the world
My only space of peace
Invaded by war

In the church as the pastor starts to talk
About the good white angels from heaven  
that sent all evil black demons to hell
I don't know, I've thinking since then
About something that's been puzzling me
What a white Angel is bad?
What if a black demon is good?
What if the white Angel does bad?
What if the black demon repents?
Can you be black and white?
Or will you just be a shade of grey?
What would happen an angel loved a demon?
What if a demon loved an angel?
What if a demon saved a human life?
Would someone even care at all?

She's got diamonds dripping from her neck
and around her skinny wrist
And many other places that Would take years to list
From her eyes when nothing is alright for her
When nothing is perfect or clean
She has pretty little diamond on her ears too
And hanging around her long blonde hair
Her face is a diamond glare
When she sees the ones she hates
The victims who did nothing
But have none of her diamonds
Some of them are jealous and wanting a few
But she just snaps their hearts in two
And leaves them there on the floor
Her body dressed in diamonds
Her shoes are twinkling with them too
And no one ever looks at her
When they see her diamond glare

Here in this little tale
That I am going tell
Is a simple scenario with three main roles
Starring
A bully, a victim and a bystander

The victim is walking down the hall
And thinking about his life
He lost his father in the lake of sorrow
While his mother fell off it's bridge

The bully is being abused
Which is giving him an excuse
To roam the halls like a prison warden
Or a ghost in a haunted home

The bully sees the victim
They catch each other's eye
An evil glare comes out of the bully's eye

The victim tries to escape
Yet he's caught before he can
And now blood is dripping down
upon the hallway floors
The victim is screaming ****** ******
And begging for mercy
The bully laughs and hits him harder
No remorse or regret

What's the role of the bystander?
Does he run for help?
Does he call out for a teacher?
Does he run and save the victim?
Does he do a thing?

The sad answer is no
He only stands there and stares
More heartless than a body
Made of solid stone

Will you be the victim's hero?
Will you help him out?
Will you join the bully's side?
Will you beat him up?
Will you be a bystander
and not do a thing?
It's up to you
You decide

Who are you going to be?
The hero, the bystander or the bully.

" don't tell anyone. " she whispered and clung to my hand.

" I would never. " I responded and sealed the deal.

She came to school seven days ago with bruises, marks and scars.
But she hides them so that only I can see them.

Six days ago I discover her father has gone mad
Becuase he lost his job and suddenly turned bad
He drunk the devil's drink and often hollered with rage
At his daughter who couldn't do a thing

Five days ago her mother died
Of a broken heart
She couldn't take the pain
And let her daughter have it all

Four days ago her funeral was empty except for us
Her father with bloodshot eyes
And smelling of alcohol

Three days ago my loving mother asked " is everything ok? "

I smiled saying it was fine but nothing was ok.

Two days ago she said " I just can't take it anymore.
He's hitting me and hitting me with everything he got "

Yesterday I last saw with tears in her eyes
But didn't listen when I said everything will be alright

Tonight my father knocked at my door
My mother is sobbing on the kitchen floor
He said with a cracked voice that she killed herself last night
She said

" thank you for everything
But I can't take it anymore.
Just live your life and forget about me
Just like everyone else did
Tell the teachers I won't be coming to school today
My homework isn't done
And my work is all gone
Tell everyone in school to not worry about me
I'll be in heaven or hell soon
But I don't know which
I'm running out of room to write
And I just want to say
Remember to speak up someday
Cos silence isn't always golden "

Mummy said bad things today
She screamed until she coughed and choked
I don't know why she does those things
And ignores her only child
Daddy hit me hard today
He send me stumbling to my bruised knees
I don't know why he does those things
And hurts his only child
Those kids hurt me at school and ripped my drawing of pain
Into tiny pieces
Why do they do those things
To a humble child?
The teacher never listen
They don't care if I'm dead or alive
I wonder how they'd feel
If their student shot themselves tonight?
If a child died they'd come running
But they'd never come running to me.

One moment mother was at my left
One moment father was at my right
The next moment they were gone
Simply lost in the crowd
All at once chaos struck
Like lightning on the ground
Sticks and stones were thrown around
With words of hate hurling everywhere
I ran foreward, my movements swift
My heart racing and pounding
My hands were numb, my head was spinning
I ran on as the fight broke out
No one cared, no one saw
They were focused on war and conflict
They didn't care for a single sad child
Who was lost in the crowd
No one to help him
No one to save him
No one to find him in the crowd