I felt like no1 liked me or wanted to no me,
but now I'm gone and i sit in my classroom at the desk i always did,
No1 nos I'm in the room,
i c people crying and talking about how different it is with out me to talk to about there problems
My friends all talk about the things we did together and wish they had more time with me ,
The bully's the people hu made my life hell the reason y i killed my self all sit and think about What they did n how horrible they were some are even crying but nothing will change what they did they killed me they wanted me dead so i made there wish come true,
i love my friends and now Ive lost them because i died but sometime we will meet again and will never b apart again!!
