Finally I'm dead
Because I shot myself in the head
If you could of seen
All the blood that came from me
No one seemed to care
Cause if they did they would've been there
They would always ask what's wrong
And tell me to be strong
But they wouldn't understand
So I told them it was problems
With my boyfriend
I never asked for too much
Just to be loved
I just wished someone would hold me
And say how much they cared for me
I was just so ready to die
Left alone everyday to cry
I tried to pop the pills
But I didn't have that many bills
So I got a gun from my Auntie's house
And practiced shooting behind our house
Once it got better it soon got worst
Next thing you know I'm riding in a Hurst
Finally, my soul was set free
Finally, God had released me
*This is the pain I go through everyday. The end of the poem is what I wish would happen*** Soon
