Not Everything Is Okay

As he stands with his only way out, he sees all the people that had ever made his life a living hell, terrified. He just wants a little respect, respect that will never happen. He falls to the ground in total non-beliefe. Everyone's running, screaming, everyone but those who can't and him, sitting, crying. Finally, releazing was it really that bad? Sure, he wasn't pick for soccer, or even in the yearbook. Or maybe it was okay for his name to be all over the walls of the boys bathroom, saying what a total waste he was. As he sits there he wonders, what will his mother think? He finally ends his torture, forever. As the school clears the police come upon a body, a body by itself, a gun by its side. His face is covered by the white sheet, the white sheet of death. The boys mother hears the story, she sobs, her thoughts, how she should have known. He had no friends, he was always alone, the pictures he drew, pain, death, . How could a mother not know what her own son thought? They didn't talk much after the move. But now she knows of the pain he kept, so deep inside. She attends the burial, she sobs inside, everyone's sorry. One life made miserable, which in turn killed what he thought was a mistake.