• Suicide girls
    And chemical boys,
    Breathing in,
    Shooting up,
    Popping.

    Future held
    In unsteady hands,
    Shaking like crazy
    Their just babies

    Growing up
    Lacking grown ups,
    No direction.
    Left stagnant,
    Stir the pot.

    Little girls searching
    For love; lust.
    Little boys like scientists,
    Experimenting too much.

    We watch like god,
    High above in our towers.
    Ignoring the signs,
    The cries for help.

    Suicide rates
    Reaching the sun;
    Teen pregnancy
    Becoming a plague.

    So quick we judge,
    We're too stupid to see.
    Laughing at them,
    While they scream.
    Open your eyes!
    It could save a life.