I should've, could've, would've;
Done something about that day
If only I had known it ended this way.
I am not proud to tell you
How I stood there and watched;
He was so big and scary
Was all that I thought
I couldn't, wouldn't, shouldn't,get involved at all
I say to my self;
It's none of my business;
As I turn and walk down the hall
I heard of the news;
'Bout this kid who had died
It tells of his woe;
The day of his suicide
The talk about how he locked himself inside of his room
All to have shot himself to forget all the pain
Now as I walk though my school
I hear the laughter
But see the fear
In there eyes plainly after
And I know what their thought could easily be
They think to themselves " what if that was me"
I could've done something
I could've told some one
I would've if I hadn't been so afraid
Now I stand here promising
If I ever see again,
This scary and sad sight again
I will change my should've, could've,would've
Into have,done,and did
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Abuse pomes
PuisiThis story is completed I hope u like it it's over it's sad is all I can say it's pretty much my life