What would you do if you were me?

by Jacklyn   Aug 23, 2004


What would you do if you were me?
A boy who's only 13,
Homeless and living on the streets.
Searching for food, for anything.
There's a garbage can on the corner of that street,
You throw things away that you no longer need.
Thank you for dinner have a nice day.
Before you know it, it is night,
Sleeping in a corner of an ally.
Trying to sleep wondering,
What would you do if you were me?

What would you do if you were me?
Only 12 flying across the country,
I'm a girl named Allie, flying for the first time, nervous but I'll be fine.
At least that's what my mother had told me.
But she was wrong,
Oh so deeply wrong,
A change in flight,
A new destination.
Things people said I couldn't understand,
People scared, frightened and deeply confused.
Sitting there thinking and wondering,
What would you do if you were me?

What would you do if you were me?
Scared to come home, or say the wrong thing.
I'm only 16 named Nickie.
Never knew my mother, wish I'd never knew my father.
I have no siblings and live in the country.
You see my father gets into fights and drinks.
Comes home like lightning, striking everything and anything that's in his way.
Always screaming,
Always yelling.
Love it when he works late for overtime,
Just because he won't hurt me.
Cry myself to sleep almost every night and wondering,
What would you o if you were me?

What would you do if you were me?
A guy who is only 18.
Invited to a party on Friday at 9:30,
I arrive an all my friends are there,
Surprised to see they all have beers.
They call me over, hand me a beer of my own.
They pop off the top, and are all watching me,
Expecting me to take a drink, even though I don't wanna.
So I take a sip, and then take a gulp, then the beer ends up empty and I have some more.
It's now 12:30 the party is over.
I grab my keys, and start the car.
I have a headache but live just down the road.
Driving home wondering,
What would you do if you were me?

What would you do if you were me?
Riding to school, not knowing what was in stored for me,
It started normal, like all other days,
Sitting in history, board trying to not fall asleep.
Then it turned, kids running and yelling.
Then you here a gunshot and the screams just got louder.
Then a kid came into the room and shot Sarah,
The girl next to me.
Scared and hiding wondering,
What you would do if you were me?

To finish the stories these kids were all different,
But it all ends the same…
The 13-year-old boy was shot when he was sleeping by a drive by shooter dieing in pain.
He had no family or friends he was all alone.
The little girl in the plane flew into tower 1 on September 11,2001.
She died confused and afraid.
One of the nights Nickie's dad was working late,
Searching for money but finds a loaded gun.
With no letter or delay she put an end to it all,
Killing her self.
No more will she get hurt or feel pain anymore.
The 18 year old was driving home was very drunk,
Hitting a car killing a family of 4, not to mention even him self.
The kid in history class
Was killed in the school shooting
Of Columbine school.
What did he do to deserve such a thing?
What did any of them do to deserve what they were dealt?
The drunk driver deserved it but did any one else.

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  • 18 years ago

    by †JustAri†

    WO. Once again. WO. O_o The ending had such a twist I think I'm about 2 cry. :*( Thank u for the comment, it meant a lot to me...that had 2 be one of the worst times of my life...thanx for bein a friend, lil slam. Luv ya, take care of yourself. Peace, //ari\\