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by Paula Jan 11, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
Kids like to tease But they have went to far For on my life they put a permanent scar I remember that day I was 5 years old The kid called me fat Since then things start to unfold I haven't went a day without getting teased Oh that would be great Great indeed I haven't went a day Without a fight I would go home and cry all night To this day I lay in my bed Face in the pillow I wish I was dead Because of those kids That think there cool But once I'm dead They'll be the fool So I think its time to go to bed To do this one last time Cry myself to sleep that is Is suicide a crime? --Please coment or vote--