After all these years of being called names and bullied

you come to a time where you don't want to be bothered.

Sitting and contemplating on what should you do or say

not wanting to hurt anyones child or mother.

Laughter and hatefulness always comes your way while

anger is building up in your heart.

Screaming on the inside when in reality your really smiling

trying not to say anything smart.

You really want to talk to someone

but no one wants to listen.

You have made up in your mind

that you will come up missing.

Not wanting to hurt anybody but feels it's best for you

not thinking before doing because it's nothing new.

Never thought that love ones were gonna miss you

because they were so distant,

not wanting to live anymore

because it seems like you are non-existant.

You grab a gun and slowly count to ten

tears fall from your eyes

you pull the trigger and what a surprise.