Suicidal Love

There is a boy who sits in front of the class, he always answers questions, his voice ringing with sass.

That boy jokes around and smiles brightly everyday, little does he know, I think he is perfect in every way.




There is a boy who sits in front of the class, he answers fewer questions, his voice ringing with less sass.

That boy still jokes around, but his smile faded slightly, little does he know, I still admire him highly.




There is a boy who sits in front of the class, he doesn't answer and questions, his voice only ringing with the word "pass".

That boy stopped joking, and his smile faded completely.

Little does he know, I know I love him deeply.




There once was a boy who sat in front of the class, I have so many questions, but only one that I'll ask. "Why did he stop joking and let his smile wipe away?"

Little did I know, that boy took his life the other day.