How can someone feel so low,
with posibly killing themselves with one blow.
How can someone feel so alone,
not one friend to own.
Why Oh Why were we so mean,
just his pain could not be seen.
He felt so alone,
he conflicted pain with pain.
We all must be insain.
Just one friend was all he wanted,
but we threw him out
like he was unwanted.
Maybe if we had been good to him that very day
he would be here to stay
but now that he has come to the end of the line,
we are hoping everything will turn out fine.
Because as of now his only friend is a knife,
and we will have to live with that for the rest of our lives.