It didn’t happen here

It is sad to be so numb by the blood
Numb in the away the body ain’t suppose to be
Your suppose to react
Your suppose to get mad
Your suppose to grieve and hurt
Instead we look on numbed by it all
Numbed by the body being taken from the building
Numbed by the blood coming from that body
Numbed by the girl crying after it all
Numbed by dieing and death
Numbed just numbed
What has happen to our world?
What has happen to us?
What has happen?
We have been over exposed
Exposed to things no one should
Exposed to bodies, murder and violence!
The gunshot doesn’t effect or make us look on
We can talk to the reporter without feeling or tears
Children see more murders then all in the past
Games and movies with exploding heads
Exploding from the bullet fired
A bullet fired by them
Dead murdered
Gone!

Some will never forget!
Others will say it never happen to me
It doesn’t happen here in this small town in Indiana
It doesn’t happen on this little street of mine
It doesn’t happen but in the movies
It doesn’t happen but in a game
It doesn’t happen but on TV
It didn’t happen to ME.
I don’t care, ANYMORE!
I don’t care about the pain others have!
I don’t care about the bodies or the death!
I don’t care if the world has become numb to this!
I don’t care what the shooter was thinking
I don’t care why they did this
I don’t care because
I am numbed

I lied – I do care but still too numb to show it!