As i hung from the rope

As I hung on the rope,
I thought of those I hate
I wonder if the bullies will get the message
I wonder if they care
I wonder if they'll feel guilty
Of what they have caused
I wonder who would grieve
for me if anyone at all
I wonder what they'll do.

if i had a gun to their nose
what will they say and do?
i wonder if they'll respect me then
and when i shoot
if anyone would care
i wonder how many people
will be at their funeral
if it'll be more than me

as i hung there
waiting to die
i wonder what my friend will do
i wonder what my teachers will say
i wonder how my family and relatives would feel
i wonder how many tears
would be shed because of me
i wonder what life will be like without me
if there'll be change at all

dying is a relief from pain
living is dragging on the agony
with things thrown at me
and arrows piercing my heart
their words like a dart
driving into my spirit
causing me unspeakable pain
dying is a relief for me
but i hope it'll be a haunt for the bullies

as i take my last breath
i think of the love
people have ever given me
i wonder if it's sincere
'cause every where i turn
i didn't know who to trust
but that doesn't matter now
all the hurts and pains are gonna end
i die, and i will be at peace