She simply stated the following "I'm sorry if this causes pain to anyone. I'm sorry for every tear you will shed, But the one thing I can't be sorry for Is taking my pain away Even if the price was my life."
This is what the world has come to be Girls getting criticized in school For the number of guys she entrusted her heart to The rumors of her being a girl who sold herself Yet all she wanted was to be loved Her father left her at age 6 Her mother abused her day in and day out She had bruises she tried hiding with every form of blush, eyeliner, and lipstick She cried tears of velvet red color just to sleep She fell victim to Loves dangerous game several times And nobody cared once to listen to her story
He simply wrote the following "I freaking hate all of you. I hope you join me in the pits of eternal flames The very ones you condemned me to Just for being...Me. None of you can understand my reasons for this. One simply being The spine chilling, dead empty silence of a million cries for help That everyone refused to listen too."
This kid was 17 years old He had a child on the way But he didn't even know He spent every night Trying to find Misses Right In the silken *** stained sheets Of his King sized bed He was a straight A student With several colleges looking at him But that was what was seen From the orbiting satellite's of his peers Deep down to the belly of the beast Was a child, no older than 3 Trying to wake his mother and father Killed by a homicidal maniac in a tire screeching drive-by And he faced that memory every time he closed his eyes He watched as the pain got worse He watched in his blood riddled dreams As his parents took their last breath As their last thought flashed in subtitle text "Please let him be safe"
They weren't victims to the sin called ****** They were victims to a society Based on destroying people And eroding the walls they built for their happiness We hear their screams But do we ever care to listen What if that was your little sister Or your brother calling for help Calling out to be saved from the currents of the Misery Ocean Calling out from the cold still darkness of the basement To keep that hair trigger 45 from unloading the single bullet they put in the chamber Or keep the chair they placed under their feet To get the height they needed to reach the noose under their feet And during their whole funeral You're going to beat yourself up Asking yourself "Where was I?" "How come I didn't hear their cries?" Then when the pain becomes to unbearable From not understanding how your god Could be so cruel and take their life When they meant the world to you Could take their life away so quick
They apparently meant nothing to anybody Because I'm the only one at their funeral Their both being buried today In this old decomposing cemetery I'm the only one bothering to shed a tear When I have no tears to shed The reason for the suicide note Is self-evident and right before your eye