Once again, it's not really poetry, but I have no idea where to put it. Sorry.
Believe me when I say, my suicide is long overdue.
Formely named 'Swan Song'
I'll show them,I'll show everyone what I am capable of.
For anyone, for everyone, for no one.
I want to help you.
No longer am I dead on the inside, but on the outside as well.
But worst of all...
Sticks and stones may break his bones but names drive him to suicide. R & R?
Self-harm and the façade of a fake smile. R & R? Please.
What's the point?
Society won't care unless you're beyond saving