Why?

I know what you know,
Then why care,
I know you don’t like me.
So why stare.

I know you see the marks,
They’re in your sight,
And yet with all your might,
You say not a word,
Not a single thing,
For what you want,
Is for this to be a dream.

The girl you knew,
Ever since the first grade,
Knew something you didn’t,
And it was pain.

She bares the marks,
Only you can see,
For you are the only one,
Who knows this fatal dream.

You go to her,
She stops and sees,
You again see the marks,
And think of her bleed,
You can see her eyes’,
Full of pain and cries,
The moment to speak is here,
But no words can appear.

The moment is about to pass,
The one that can stop the pain,
And yet you can’t stay sane,
She about to walk,
Now is the time to talk.

Save her you hear,
That is all in your ear,
Save her from that cold feel.

Go now,
And be the hero,
Save her from this terrible tale,
Stop the pain she feels and by named.
Hero,
But even now,
Why care.