The suicide Note :POEM:
The Suicide Note
Never wanted in this world,
Never wanted to be liked
Never wanted to talk to certain people
She's afraid they'll hate her.
Was never loved by people,
And she'll never will be.
Never liked alot of people,
Ever since the start of the first semester.
NObody ever liked her.
Nobody ever talked to her.
SHe'll sit by herself in the back of the room
Where she isn't noticed.
Everybody just staring at the bruises on her face.
Blood stains on her shirt.
Short hair as if it had already been cut.
She raises her hand,
The teacher calling on her.
"May I go to the bathroom please?" She asks, watching as people snickered at her.
The teacher nodded, knowing that the class would be out in a few minutes.
The teacher knows she hides something.
And for a strange reason,
The teacher allows her to do it.
As she rushes out of the classroom,
She watched as people stared at her.
She arrives at the bathroom, her hand in her pocket.
She takes her