SLOWLY KILLING ME
YOU HAVE MADE ME CONDSIDER KILLING MYSLEF HUNDRED TIMES BEFORE,
I WANTED YOU TO BE THE ONE FOUND MY BODY LYING ON THE FLOOR,
NOT BEING YOUR FRIEND,
HAS MADE ME SEE THE END.
MY FRIENDS ARE ALL CRYING,
THEY, TOO, ARE NEARLY DIYING
YOU ALWAYS LAUGH AT US,
WE TAKE IT ALL IN WITHOUT FUSS
BUT WHEN WILLYOU FINALLY SEE,
YOU ARE SLOWLY KILLING ME?
I WRITE THIS POEM BECAUSE AT MY SCHOOL WE HAVE SOME HEAVY BULLING.
I WILL NEVER KILL MY SELF, NO ONE SHOULD
