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walking alone,
people pushing,
people calling me names,
people throwing stuff at me.
itry to deal with it the right way,
i try to ignore them.
i sit at home crying, alone, cutting...
why are people so mean ?
why won't they leave me alone ?
why am i here ?
a tear for each person whos mean to me.
i get tired of it all.
stick a gun in my bag and go to school.
start shooting the people i hate,
someone called the police so i shoot the last one then myself..
parents crying and children yelling.
this shouldn't have happened if people were freindly...
no longer being pushed around,
no longer being pounded...
so many lives taken,
i took mine ven though it never stared...
by : ferrin heidt
 vampire_queen1990 · Sun Jan 02, 2005 @ 09:14pm · 3 Comments |
