One out of ten is hiding
In the shadows of embarrassment
Screaming until their lungs explode
Yet making no sound.
One out of ten is drowning
In the waters of fears
Calling your name to get a hand
But you're still not sincere
One out of ten keeps bleeding
Drops of loneliness
The friend that was pleading
Is the friend that is leaving
One out of ten is gone
And you didn't even know
While your eyes were watching
Someone's eyes were shutting
One out of ten can be saved
If one out of ten make a change.
-Bibi Garcia
The sky is full of starts, we are losing angels too soon.
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