He still feels pain, 

For what it's worth. 

He's on the verge of feeling 

Nothing at all. 

Mirth and Laughter, 

Replaced with disdain. 

She still has feelings, 

Behind the make up 

Used as a cover up, 

The emotions pile up, 

Through it all, 

She searches for meaning. 

It still rings in my ear, 

The things you said. 

I lay awake in my bed, 

Replaying them in my head. 

I tried so hard not to, 

But I believe you everytime I stand in front of a mirror. 

They're still a person. 

They still experience life the same. 

They cry and fight, 

Broken hearted and terrified. 

Torn apart and shattered, 

Barely getting by with all their might. 

Full of Smiles and Laughter,

Mothers, Daughters, Sisters, 

Fathers, Sons, Brothers. 

 They're still someone. 

They're still a person.