Sit in your first period class,

Laugh at the big kid who just walked pass,

Nothings really funny, but we laugh anyway,

We're scared it might be us someday,

So we laugh our fake laugh and move away,

We know that kid hurts, but we shrug it off,

He'll get over it someday,

That day never comes and he does the unthinkable,

Killing himself, no ones unsinkable,

Mother finds him in a tub, loosing her only son,

But you just sit there laughing your fake laugh,

Failing to realize your impact.