the way of life ; poems

trust?

Bold=boy talking

Regular= my minds thoughts

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''hey weirdo''

i thought you were depressed, whats with the perky voice?

"Want gum?"

I could swallow it you know, and choke myself.

"Anyways, you free next week? Im going to the mall"

And you said all you do is cry, thanks for lying to me.

"Text me kay? Anyways gotta go find my girlfriend."

That word stunk my throat.  Give me the fucking gum I'll fill my insides up and choke myself.

Why are you so happy?

I thought you were depressed,

you were suppose to be like me

but instead you could have lied everything you said.

You said you wanted to die,

But if you have a girlfriend and so many friends

whats the point of killing yourself.

At least you have a reason to live;

for all these people.

Thanks for stranding me alone again.

I'll see you soon.