I contemplated it,
I thought about it,
but now I can say am ready for it.
Suicide is my only option,
is this the only way to get away from people like that,
Iam having to hide who I really am because of the hurt I have been through.
I put my hand in my drawer,
its there some where,
I pull out the gun,
this is it now.
Iam going to do it.
nothing is going to stop me now.
Im crying but I know I have to do it,
I start to write my goodbye note.
I know that my mum will have to read this,
I know that she will understand how I felt and who I was.
longing for acceptance but never coming,
goodbye mum,
its over,
if only you know how bad I felt.
I press the gun harder on my head.
I pull the triggar,
it goes dark.
