What makes this target grow?
Is it when his feelings show?
Hold the gun to his head and you'll know.
You've pushed him as far as he can, go, get away from me, leave me be I beg you please.
I'm on the floor my bended knee.
And maybe then I'll keep my sanity.
And i can't stand this pain they cause me.
This puzzle will solve itself.
And maybe I just cant seem to put this together yet.
Picture this, he was just a kid, not knowing where to begin.
He wore all the wrong clothes followed all the wrong trends.
Persecuted for the things he did.
Picture this, he was all alone, without a friend to call his own
So he sat on his bed with a thought in his head.
With wishes that they all were dead.
But then he saw the light, gained the will to fight.
Saw that victory was in site.
But soon they all will see.
Horrible kids, would you look what you've did, it was your ignorance, that formed a beast with your wit.
~Set it off~ horrible kids~
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A Fight With Depression
Short Story(Trigger Warnings) Do not read if you are bothered by reading very real everyday senarios such as suicide, self harm, and other things that tend to mend with having most mental illnesses. This book is a different book where every chapter is a short...
