A girl sits on a park bench
Her head back looking at the sky
Hair waving gently in the breeze
Her old summer dress hanging loosely
On her small frame

Many people walked past her
Happy family's going to have picnics
Friends laughing and smiling together
People by themselves
Going about their peaceful lives

Not a single person stopped
Not even giving the girl a second glance
They seemed not to have seen
That she was far to skinny
Or the faded lines upon her skin

It's not that they ignored her
They were just so naive
They didn't know the signs
No one taught them to recognize
What was there before their eyes

So when the girl stood up
And walked right out the park
They did not stop her
And did not know
That this day would be her last