Hello My name is Belle Which usually stands for beautiful in French Nothing about me is beautiful My body is fat My hair to long My eyes to wide My mouth to narrow My life to long
I have a adopted brother who shot up his school and himself My mother shot herself Now I live my two siblings and a father who doesn't want me My life has been turned to a dump Now I have a bump It's on the back of my head A bully gave it to me It doesn't hurt At least not anymore I am sitting in class My life was passing by in a blink of an eye Yet all I had to show was two dead family members
I can dance at my house with a smile on my face Though it's not really home With its run down shutters and yellow trim It's made of brick that is a ugly yellow brown Kind of like my blond hair Which says I am not apart of this browned hair family My real mom went MIA My entire life She left me alone
I have more bruises My pain is real My mother told me that it is all to real I am not supposed to be here At least not anymore I was always told to follow the lead I have my lead
I packed a pistol in my bag It's not noticeable I smile every day Except today it is just cruel My eyes look at my targets A teacher and three students The third student looks at me I stand in front a mirror
I walk into class with a big smile and light heart For the first time in forever I am truly happy I glanced at my teacher Then two of my friends I pull out the pistol And I shoot at the teacher Then at my friends I see blood splatter on the wall I see blood on my dress Oh well My life will be complete
I will turn out just like my family Broken and ****** and a bullet in my head I know what I'm doing My mother once said that life is what you want it to be I want mine to be over People say Suicide is a permanent solution to a temporary problem I think suicide is the way to go My family taught me that
Oh look the cops are coming through the door Time for me to say goodbye I have had my fun Now its time to go To this place I call home I put the gun up to my head and pull back the trigger I hear Click, Click, Click The sound of almost there Then I feel the bullet enter my head and I am no more The news will love this I get to be famous....
Me and my sister were working on this. I just wrote it so comment what you think...