Everyday I walk past you, your smile so warm others attract you. It's almost contagious, your smile, so radiant. The happy kid, practically skipping to 6th. 6th period was algebra we always had fun. I supposed I could have asked more questions, but I never asked a single one. I Never saw the grades on his tests. I didn't know when he got home his father beat him half to death. I didn't know the bullies were piling on, I didn't realize he always listened to sad songs. How could I save someone I didn't know was drowning. How Could I save someone who wears a happy mask but underneath is frowning. Somehow he found peace in his weapon, who knew to him a gun store was his heaven. Who knew his classmates would be the victims of his therapy. Who knew he lived in his own little world no clarity. The silence in the halls became deafening. Now because of him we all sleep restlessly. The day is new, so I start again. I now ask everyone how their day has been. Sometimes all humans need is a friend. The sooner we realize this we will gain humanity again.
About the Creator
Gia St. Thomas
Poet. Author. First book release 2026.
‘Do you not know I am a woman? When I think, I must speak.’
— W.S As You Like It
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