Why does the world make fun of serious issues? !
Like emos, who are full of hurt and take it out on themselves
They're forgotten and put on shelves...
like an old ragdoll
They take the toll
Can't the world see they need help? !
Like a dog in pain will yelp...
The cuts on their arms are their help cries
How many more must die before this world realises they aren't attention seekers
But help seekers
How about obese people, when will the world see past the fat and stop making fun of them? !
They're a jem
They're so precious to the One above
They need love...
Not to be laughed at
They're not a brat
Food is their comfort when they're going through a hard time
Over their troubles, won't you help them clime?
Won't you be their comfort instead
And help them before blood is shed? !
And how about whores, when will this world realise they don't go sleeping around because it's fun? !
They need to be loved by someone
They need someone to hold them tight
And tell them everything will be alright
Won't someone accept them and care? !
A life you might spare
Stop being so horrible and stop making fun of these precious souls!
Help them out of their dark holes
And a life you might spare...
If you dare