Through the school hall we walk,
We hear bustle and talk.
The people we see everyday are the same,
But we don’t that kid or that kid’s name.
We don’t know the struggles they must face,
Or how hard it may be to keep up with the pace.
We don’t know what happens to them after they walk out the door,
We don’t know the pain they endure.
We glance at each other sometimes smiling and sometimes not,
Without knowing the battles that we have fought.
We most likely will never get to know the people around us everyday,
We will eventually leave their lives without anything to say.
Memories of the faces will fade and old age will be to blame,
You’ll die without learning everyone’s name.
We hear bustle and talk.
The people we see everyday are the same,
But we don’t that kid or that kid’s name.
We don’t know the struggles they must face,
Or how hard it may be to keep up with the pace.
We don’t know what happens to them after they walk out the door,
We don’t know the pain they endure.
We glance at each other sometimes smiling and sometimes not,
Without knowing the battles that we have fought.
We most likely will never get to know the people around us everyday,
We will eventually leave their lives without anything to say.
Memories of the faces will fade and old age will be to blame,
You’ll die without learning everyone’s name.