Suicidal gossip

Laying in the halls
how I'm a bloody mess
putting little people
around me in distress
staring at the ceiling
on the floor i lie
looking at the people
and how they wonder why
faces up above me
tears falling down their cheeks
I was one big warning
but they never believed
they never thought id do it
one that i would slice
today I'm in the hall
with my attempt at suicide
my blood is thick and flowing free
theres nothing you could have done for me
I'M CRAZY, just listen to these walls
and all the conversations, that go on in these halls
The judgments made have been my knife
Motivation for me and taking my life
i could have sworn i wasn't crazy
but the gossip says i am
i tried to not let it get to me, not the listen to all of them
easier said then done
thats why I'm on this floor
laying in my blood
my body is no more
now they can call me crazy, now they can call me dead
they never understood how bad I hurt with what they said.

this is true, the rumor in the school has gone out to middle schools, i guess I'm crazy and suicidal, my once good advice is just sh!t, i cant just ignore it...but this is true...