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by greg Nov 30, 2004 category : Sadness, depression / about death
You left me out I don't know why but you shut me out and said good byeI came to this dreaded place leaving you alone now every one is mad at my race people use ugly tonesjust too put me down they call me names right thought out this town they think I'm lameand should be in a pound so i took out a knife they must think I'm a hound i hate my lifei hope i die so i pull it back i am starting to cry and then smacki fall to the ground with blood around me i didn't make a sound i hope their happyin the news the next morning is the story about me i cant believe how many were sad just because they excluded me they thought they were badso they came to my funeral it was really short cuz I'm only 10 atop of my coffin lay perennials they had to write with a penas an assignment how they hurt me the all wrote Wat they really thought I'm glad they feel Wat they seeone exclusion can end this way in the death of heart because they say that exclusion is the throw of a dart