Ghost
She would just walk around
like a ghost in the school
Now she is one
Nobody knew
They never paid attention
To the scars on her arms
To the pain in her eyes
To the words that she said
They walked along
and averted their eyes from her
She felt alone
because she was alone
Now they see her
They see how she felt
But guess what
It’s too late
She’s gone
One little piece of metal
To end something so precious
So irreplaceable
Because of incompetence
Now he walks around
like a ghost in the school
Will anyone notice
This poem is about:
Our world