That Girl

[the_grey_girl]

Nobody checked out anything
nobody made a single call
nobody wanted to know why
nobody cared at all.
Nobody listened anyway
all the days she spoke aloud
nobody heard a goddamn thing
but they say they remember now.
Somebody said she always looked sad
somebody else said she ate lunch alone
somebody she'd never talked to even once
claimed she was a friend & cried she was gone.

Isn't that just the stupidest thing?
Isn't that just the way it goes?
Nobody could even remember her name
but now she's the girl everyone knows.

Nobody listened at all today
nobody bothered meeting her eyes
nobody noticed when she walked away
nobody saw her start to cry.
Tomorrow when she's not in class
nobody will notice or wonder why
but later they'll claim they were friends
once they find out she died.

[Deb Benson]

Wow this was excellent: It really says alot and the message is so clear. Thank you for this reminder to treat others as we want to be treated. Deb

[beththepoet]

I echo deb on this - powerful grey.

[Okami]

I hate to say this, but no **** grey. It's funny, but a similar situation occured at my school recently. My roommate was kicked out, and everyone was kissing and hugging her, and crying tears. The people that meant the most to her, barely shed any, but the ones she'd maybe spoken to once acted so close. She hated it. One might think that humanity was hypocritical?

[Territorial Hawk]

this is one powerful write.

Well done, a thousand times over.

[mike poet]

There is always a lot of pain in your writings.

[strawberygashes]

I liked how you used "nobody" alot. Very clear message.

~morgan

[Insanity]

This is real.

[Icarus]

This one is really true. It's funny, though, how death takes one away and brings many together for the same reason...

Thanks, Grey Girl. ALways a pleasure reading.

[Dandylion]

His name was James. He was 15. He really was my friend and I knew he was depressed. I tried to help, best I could. But, one sunny day he hung himself after school. He just couldnt take it anymore. I can picture him, swinging from a rope, finally free. He became...that kid who hung himself....but his name was James.
Excellent poem GG....brought back the memories for me~Dandy