It was ok,
But then life got hard,
I was picked on from the start,
Wether it's about health issues,
Or with my weak heart,
It's those who stabbed me like they were darts,
I hate these situations,
And these feelings inside,
Their killing me all the time,
So I might as well physically die,
There's a name I want to yell, 
To kiss and love like nobody else,
But if you ask me I won't tell,
I'm treated like trash,
I'm always getting bashed,
I don't understand why I'm the way I am,
Theres a darkness inside I can't deny, 
With hate and no pride,
Im going to end up as that squashed little fly,
My heart broke,
And my soul shattered,
My minds mental note,
I'm never flattered,
I'm humdrum and gray,
Sometimes I really am afraid,
I'm sick of this time,
And this life I want to deny,
So here's my end,
Sorry to say this again,
But you've seen what I've wrote,
This is a suicide note,