Just an average boy. I always wore a smile. I was Happy for a short while. Now I'm getting older. Things are getting colder. Life's is not what I thought. I wish someone one told me sooner. I told them I was down. But they let that slip by. So for now I'm going to keep it inside. I told myself that I would be ok. But I was lying. I can see my dull eyes. I try to stop myself from crying every night. But I knew there was no change of feeling all right. Summers here and all I were is long sleeve. I keep it on the inside. Cause there's cuts on my wrist that were bleeding through. I know I was depressed but I didn't want to admit it. Didn't think I fit it. Everyone seem to miss it. I carried on like a wounded soldier. Bleeding out from every cut my body could assume. I have no friends at school I was sat. And if anyone were to notice I would blame a cat. But these cuts were no mistake. No one cared enough to help me from the self hate. Things were going down never knew why. Because now I'm stuck in the stupid rut. I knew what I had exactly do next. Just stand there and tie rope on my neck. I wrote a letter in my hand shaking. "Look at me how are you poud of me?"it was the world that should be down its head in shame. I stood up on the chair looking up at the Moon. Just don't think it'll all be over soon. The chair fell down as I took my last breath. It's all over it's all gone now I'm greeting death. My sister's walk in. Then my older sister falls to the floor. And now there's nothing that they can't take back what they saw. The little boy that she was Raising it's just hanging here. My body is pale and my face is violently bare. I see the note and fold it with care. All they do is stare. "HOW CAN THIS BE FAIR!" They start to read as the tears. "I'm sorry sis this is not my place." Born in the wrong time in the wrong place. I've tried so hard to fix this and fit in. I've come to realize this world is sin. There's nothing for me I'm just a waste of space. I've got no reason to Stay with this awful race. It's a disgrace. I was mispaced. It's ok because you well see me soon. you'll know when your time has come just look at the moon. As it shins bright all though the night. Remember there's people face there own fight. But I can't do the pain I'm not a fighter. You'll make though the night. Just hug your pillow a little tighter. So let the world know I died in vain. Cause the world around me is the one to blame. And I know In a year you'll forget I'm gone. Because I'm not something to be dwelled on. That what they use to tell me. All the kids at school. So I'm going by the law majority rules. My presence are no longer needed any long. And if anything I hope this makes me strong. Your the best friend I ever had. Such a shame that i had to make you very sad. Just remembered that your everything I had to me. And to my heart you held the key
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Now it's time to go I'm running out of space to write. And yes I lost my fight but *please hold on tight* I'm watching you from the clouds above. Sending down the purset whites dove. To watch over you and be my helpful eye. So this is to the world.
