The Decision

The screaming, the shouting, the pain inside.

You know what, I give up! No longer will I hide.

It's time to do something, time to make a choice.

It's time to be heard, all these thoughts need a voice.

I'm sick of the fighting, or who did what.

And I'm sick of bleeding, from ever other cut.

I will fix all the problems, make people see

That we don't need this hate, and let them know what could be.

My friends, my family, they all lie.

But I will make a change, no more will I cry.

I will say what is needed, be the one to speak all.

And I won't give up, even if I fall

My friends fights, and my dad's abuse

Ignored, hurt, and even bruised

No, no more, I will take a stand

Me and me alone will make them understand

They will hate me for a bit

But you know, in the end, it will all be worth it

And when I watch them, from the sky

After my death, I will mumble those words, "good-bye"