Goodbye

My Name Is Jace
I Am But 16
And I Have A Problem
For You All To Read

I am Sure You Have Heard This
Time And Time Again
But I Need Help
Once Again

You See, I am Not Sure
If I Will Make Threw The Night,
Because I Have So Many Things
Bottled Up Deep In Side

I Want To Scream
I Want To Cry
I Want To Be Helped
So That I Don't Die

But I Have To Hide
Behind A Mask
Because If I Dont
I Will Finish This Task

So I Thank You For
Taking The Time
To Here My Problem
But I Guess I Cant Be Helped

So It Will Be My Life
That Will Fade Into The Night,
But Dont Be Sad
After All I am Just Another Dead Poet.