Suicide

I wake up in the morning feeling sorrow clear as day My family sees me moping but don’t know what to say I walk around the house, waiting for a hint But nothing came around, I’m looking for my end My friends don’t like me, although they do smile in my face But as soon as I’m gone, they take back everything they say They hate who I am, they hate where I come from I hate being treated like I’m someone on the run My mom is crazy, well that’s what everyone says They look and me and think, “oh, she’s as good as dead” I want to prove them wrong, I want to show them different But what if they’re right, and I’m just being a hypocrite I stare at the sky, as if in a daze But my family tells me that what I’m going through is just a faze I want to believe them, I really do But at this moment I just want it to be through I woke up one day and decided to end it all I knew that all I had to do was take a really big fall So I went outside and looked for some high places But I couldn’t find a place that was good to my tastes I then decided I wanted to die from my favorite place So I climbed on the roof of my house and stood as straight as a lace I looked at the sky and all I saw was blue Standing there, I finally realized the truth My life was in my hands and I could make it better I knew no one could make me unhappy, not even locking me in a cellar The sun was shining bright as I decided to go back down I turned to go down the ladder without one trace of a frown I took one step and then my foot slipped As I fell I kept my hand, on my hip My parents found my body, as they returned home They knew it would happen, everyone said my life was written in stone As my funeral came and the days passed on by Everyone thought that I had committed… Suicide