Help

She cries alone inside her room,
Hoping someone will save her soon.
Abused, alone, and terrified,
She needs somebody by her side.

He’s hangin’ out with all his friends,
‘Cause here the party never ends.
He’s alright, or so he thinks,
As long as there is more to drink.

Outside, she says her life is great,
But deep inside, her life she hates.
With every man with whom sleeps,
The hole inside her grows more deep.

He keeps on getting rude remarks.
He’s bullied just because he’s smart.
He’s beat up, bruised, and all alone.
He needs a place to feel at home.

Scars are running up and down
Her body, from inside and out.
Scars that other people left
With hatred and abandonment.

He holds a gun in trembling hands.
He can’t comply with life’s demands.
But something deep inside him cries
For one more chance to live his life.

Why do we refuse to touch
These hearts and lives that have been crushed?
We say we care but they don’t know.
They won’t until we let it show.