He flicks away his cigarette, then falls back in his chair
\"It's a shame that things are falling apart, not like anyone cares."
He sees a photo of his family, where he actually did fit in.
\"Life's been a b itch I know, I cant just wait till it ends."
Hes silent for a while, so many thoughts running through his head.
\"maybe the world would be better, If I just end up dead."
He drops his head into his arms, and starts to wonder why
\"If I should be dead so bad, why didn't I already die?"
He leaves the house, into his car, carrying a case.
\"Fine, if fate wont do it, then I will, no more time to hesitate"
He locks his doors, and looks around, then pulls off in a flash.
\"I can't believe life fell apart, why are things this rash?"
He's been driving for an hour, scared to make it through.
\"I can't repress this anymore, i must decide what i will do."
he opens up the case, and pulls out whats inside.
\"It's time to do what has to be done, time to run from hard times"
He puts the gun up to his head, and a tear drops from his eye.
"I'm sorry this is what I choose, just wish I could say goodbye."
He hesitates to pull it back, not knowing if this is right.
"Am i doing a good thing here, or just running from a fight?"
His eyes became pitch red, his hand began to shake.
"F uck this putrid life I live, this is more than I can take"
The gun back to his temple, his waves and says goodbye.
"you all got what you wanted, in seconds I will die."
