Selfish Left Behind

Frantic searches ad 911 calls Turns into freezer meals and banquet halls But how selfish is it of us to feast and fill our plate All because a man chose his own fate. But who am i to speak On and on about hypocrisy For as we question him and his fate, Mine only stands and waits. "I was depressed once" is a reoccurring theme. "Weak and silent", "stayed to himself" Don't you people realize that's a cry for help? There a girl in the corner who doesn't speak And a boy on the bench who no longer eats But you don't realize the face of the dead For you're too stuck within your own head.