I never really was the guy Who fit in every single time The parties came and so they went Invitations to me weren’t ever sent I sat alone and closed my eyes Contemplating suicide Depression crept on my face To my family such a big disgrace Chased the fuse back to the flame Burned over and over once again I tried to try to make it right Little did I know it was such a fight A struggle on to live my life Keeping enemies at my strife Went downstairs; loaded my dad’s rife Hid it under my bed for the next night Stepping in on the school grounds I’m forever lost and never will be found Cocked the gun just to make them scared No one took it serious and just sat and stared The bullet skidded through the air I aimed at everyone; I didn’t care Now three killed and five injured There’s one last life I need to end here Place the gun to my right temple Clicked it once…it was so simple Felt my life being consumed Finally did my plans so soon I’m not sorry for what I did Just sorry that you had to lose your kids My desperate cry for some attention Ended up on everyone’s television My mind is crippled from malnutrition The lack of love in my disposition I tried to talk and no one listened No one bothered to make the difference Tears and pain are what I know No blissful days at a constant flow Now I’m gone buried six feet under Am I the victim you have to wonder?Birth sign: Virgo
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