School

School It's pointless Words hurt me Teachers never do anything Old scars become fresh wounds Those girls continue to taunt me Continue to call me names, horrible names Pain, it is far too much too handle What is the point of living if death's preferable? Slicing through my wrists feels nicer than those nasty words Bullet through my head is better than the hurt Rope nicer against my skin than their hands It would be simpler to swallow pills It would be simpler to jump No one would even care No one would notice Maybe I shall? It's easier School.