The dead one

I've become so numb, I cant feel a thing, All the life of me has left, All there is,is sorrow as deep as a Soul, A soul that's shredded, Shredded to bits, And all you can see, are little pieces of it, There screaming and crying, In pain to the night, But no one cares, When they cry, No one cares, When they die, Slowely shriveling up, Turning into dust, Being blown away, And no one makes a fuss, They leave the body empty, With no more hope inside, Leaving a souless little girl, About to die, But still they don't care, They'll taunt and tease her, Forever more, Not caring that death, Is knocking at her door, When she jumps off a bridge, When she swallows too much pills, When she cuts her wrist, Whatever it takes to kill, Then will they admit, Admit to their mistakes?