His Best Friend Saw.

His best friend saw it,
The cuts on his arm.
Scattered across the soft surface,
Something was wrong.
The boy shrugged his shoulders,
He continued to move on.

His best friend saw it.
The tears stained his cheeks.
Rolling down heavily,
He couldn't speak.
The boy didn't know what to say,
So he said nothing at all.

His best friend saw it,
He got pushed around.
Beat up by strangers,
He wanted to help.
Scared of including himself,
He walked away.

His best friend saw it.
The report on the news.
The boy was found dead,
Hanging in his bedroom.
He ran to his room and cried.
His best friend was dead, and he never asked why.