To Be ;;

[This isn't a true story but it's based on a true story and by the way I was the one being wrote to in this poem]

I'll laugh out loud at you
But I won't see you cry
And when I go home tonight
I won't know you wanna die
And I won't know your story
Not that I would care
I think even if I knew it was like
Something that you had to be there
To know how hard
Your life could be
No one stop and listened
Except to me
No one ever saw your cuts
You hid them much too well
And you had the best excuses
When you cry your eyes would swell
So no one really thought
You were going down
Can't believe we thought the covers
Were true about your frown
Never could I wish more than
To have back you and your health
I wish you woulda shot me
Instead you shot yourself