The Damaged...

The damage, the damage I see...
The way they look & talk about you, And second guess me...?
The damage, the damage I know...
People, family, friends can cause such hurt & pain...
I've seen how low these people will go...
  How far I'll never truly know... 
Disruption they leave behind, while smiling to your face, pretending they understand...
A mask of falseness & deceit that takes you right into a seat... 
Your vulnerability in there hands...
Whispers down the hall, leaving you feeling so small...
I've seen & heard it all...
The damage one person can take, the damage another person can fake & the damage, that damage that will cause a lost soul to break... 
That damage is the worst damage... & the damage I hate...
So for the damaged silly that want to play games, 
'Its not OK too' please think before you do... 
Because seriously damaged takes some time & needs to breathe...  
A place to begin, Healing, licking all wounds...
Where hope & faith shine bright...
Finally they see a light...
Not the false pretence that pretends to be a friend...
A stranger lurking in the dark, using others weak, mad, sad parts causing damage to open learning hearts...
Oh damage, damaged & what damage is soon to be...
Only you can look to see... leave a good soul be...
Leave a child alone to make there own discovery's... 
No mold, just bold...