My best friend
Is in my head
He is kind
He is cunning
All along he wanted one purpose
He wanted me dead
But he wasn't the only one
My family did too
The people at school did too
I went home early one day
The only one in the house
I wrote a note
I got a gun
I sat at the table
A tear slide down my cheek
I pulled the trigger
My parents read the note
"I hope this is what you wanted
Now you can have fun"
