Heart

The boy woke up, just 14 years old.
He brushed his teeth just like he'd been told.
He rushed to the door & grabbed his books.
around & around he then looks.
From the second he reaches the bus the names start to be called.
They made fun of his clothes & the book-bag he hauled.
The boy never really fit in school.
Being smart just didn't make you cool.
I remember one day i saw him drentched in mustard.
kids were throwing pizza & school custard.
Then one girl poored milk over his head.
he walked to the office wishing to be dead.
And the girl he liked had no heart at all.
He gave her a flower & told her to call.
she took the flower and threw it in the trash can.
And told him she'd never date such an ugly man.
So that night he said good night to his mother.
kissed his dad and tucked in his little brother.
He put on his shoes and walked through the night.
Until his middle school crept into sight.
As he grabbed onto the rope he said his goodbye.
for then he decided he wanted to die.
so he took a step and down he fell.
he hung there right infront of his own hell.