The Last Show~
He walked into the school.
Put the barrel to his head.
Wandered over to those who were "cool".
The ones who said he was better off dead.
"you've teased me and you've taunted."
He said.
"Everyday I've been left haunted,
You were right about something, I'm better off dead."
They tried to stop him quick.
Trying to yell their apologies.
But all he heard was the click.
Now the imiage of that is all their mind carries.
He had suffered so long.
And they didn't even know.
Now he is gone.
And he gave them one last show.
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Just a poem I wrote at school.
