Last Chance

An innocent soul lost in the struggle to fit in
He was a shy kid we all know him
He kept to himself 
Deep inside of him he had the desire to be a 
“cool kid”
Where you are known for partying and drinking
Where you are known for all the wrong reasons
He got his chance the night before graduation
He was invited to the party that would be his annihilation

He lied to his parents he saw no harm in it
He was excited to make his debut
He arrived as the beer was flowing heavy
As the freshman girls where getting giggly
He stood out like white at a funeral
They spotted him the 
“cool kids”
They swarmed him and charmed him
He drank like he had a bottom less stomach
He felt the intoxication hit him like a sledge hammer

He still felt the emptiness
The desire to belong was no longer there
He was vomiting and falling everywhere
They stood around him pointing and laughing
He had to escape this hateful environment
He stumbled into his vehicle
He looked at the "cool kids"
He said screw it
He speed away to an early grave

Everybody whispers at his funeral why him
He was so quite
He was so shy
He just wanted to fit in
He just wanted to be a
“cool kid”!!

bY rudY
Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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