Why do I want to die?
said the boy under his breathe
as he was walking down the street
his head was hung low
and his hair covered his face.
He was wearing a black shirt,
his favorite band shirt,
and his black skinny jeans with studs on his belt.
Walking around in his black vans.
His hands were in his pockets.
He walked past the park
and all the little kids stared
as if in awe or probably shock
they're mouths wide open.
Further down the street
he came upon a pizza place
there were many kids his age here.
As he walked past them,
with his head hung low,
they laughed and pointed
whispering things like
or cutter
or you look like a girl
or why are you still alive?
then he sank deeper into misery
as he walked along the road.
He came upon a busy store,
many people walking in and out.
Some children stopped and stared
as their parents rushed them away
and parents whispered to their kids
to never become like him.
All of them pointing, accusing.
It was all too much for him.
The boy sighed and said
I hate my fucking life.
These people think they're so perfect,
living their perfect fucking lives
when all their really living is just lies.
This world doesn't accept me,
no one ever will.
Why the fuck would people even think that I think I'm better?
That's far from true, I just tell jokes
because I don't want to face the reality:
that I'm a good-for-nothing piece of shit
that no one will ever care about,
someone to pushed around and kicked
so that I won't get back up.
Someone really needs to help me
because this road that I walk on
is leading me to the end.
But no, there's no one to stop me
and I will keep walking
because this really needs to happen.
Now cars are rushing down the street
and my footing becomes see-through,
I walk under an overhang.
Then I climb onto a ledge
and survey the whole landscape
seeing the beauty of this world
for one last final time.
Then I letmyself fall over this ledge...
and fall he did. To his death, in fact,
just because of a few stupid words
ad the feeling of no support anywhere.
My friends, this will be me one of these days
because no one is supporting me, no one really cares.
