I miss him (true poem)

Setting alone in the field,he seats on his knees
His tears are rolling down his cheeks,he says to himself he has to do it
He thinks to himself that he has nothing to live for.
He doesn't fit in at school,he has trouble at home.He closes his eyes,and brings up the gun
His hand around it tight.He falls to the ground ,his body turns cold.I hope he knows that his life was good,and that I'll miss him the most.But for him he could not see that.Now he'll never see himself again...:'(

I love you Ethan and always will
This is a true poem its about a boy and my school...