If you killed
yourself tonight, You think no one would care.
You're just another waste of space
& you don't deserve to be here.
Your parents wouldn't care and friends
wouldn't be losing anything.
The kids in your class wouldn't notice
you were gone.
Teachers don't care. They think
"Oh, another kid
I don't have to fail." The
populars are happy.
They don't have to see your ugly face
ever again.
That's because you're six feet
under and no one ever cared.
The battle you were fighting ended. The one
with your self.
But there is a twist to this story. You
were wrong.
Your mom found you that dreadful
morning
blaming herself, Of course. She thought it
was
her fault. All those times she has yelled
at you
or ever told you "no". It's
all her fault.
Your dad called 911. He was sorry for all
the times
he wasn't there. The soccer games he
missed out on,
and the times he was too busy to
care.
Your sibling finally came home, But your
parents
wish they didn't. They would have to
tell them
you were never coming home.
Your brother turned to drugs to cope with
your death.
Crack was there when you were
gone.
Eventually, one sad night, It over powered
him.
Your little sister starts to cut. She
want's to see
Her big brother & sister in
heaven.
Your mother still blames
herself.
She sits in your room and tries to clean
it.
But it's to hard to see, The one
smiling, happy girl
is six feet under and gone for
good.
Your dad turns to
alcohol. He became addicted
just like his friends feared. Your once
lively, loving father
turned into a monster. The ones kids
dreampt of while
Growing up. The kid that once copied your
homework
dropped out of school and turned to
drugs.
The girl who never talked about being
bullied
finally spoke out. Don't you see it?
You need to be here
