The End
THE END
My mother doesn't love me
My father doesn't care
It feels like my whole life
Is just floating in the air
I need some new foundation
To keep me on the ground
I feel bad for the people
Who have to follow me around
My "friends" don't give a damn
About a sad life like mine
I guess people like that
Are a dozen in a dime
I'll just end it all
I think that's best
I'll do this one thing
And then think out the rest
No one would notice
A stupid girl like I
Who didn't show up at school
Because she'd rather die
It requires no energy
And no time at all
Just one pull of the trigger
And that would end it all
Copyright © Tracie Griffin | Year Posted 2006
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