Now to start off this story There was a boy named Chase He woke up every morning with a great big smile on his face A great big pile of food on his plate Him and his family had a really nice place Even though his house was small There was no crime rate This was the perfect estate Yet something felt wrong He would always go to school but never got along All the kids would tell him that he really dont belong The days were getting long Wondering if he was strong But he cant forget it They bullied him about his weight Until hes anorexic Now they moving to the next kid Eight years later and he still wont eat his breakfast His whole life started turning into a wreckage And thats real! Nothing prepared him for what layed ahead His uncle dropped dead from Cardiac Arrest Hes in critical condition No time left When I got there I seen him gasp for breath On a hospital bed Then he just slept I knew that he passed But my brain wont accept I cried and I wept Prayed for god to resurrect He rejects But now Im left upset and depressed He was only 13 yet he battled through depression Finally found a girl and they shared a true connection Didnt last long Cause she cheated for attention Four different incidents He never learnt his lesson And its more than coincidence That he has got aggression Hate himself so much That he noticed imperfections Thats why he looked in the mirror that night And shattered his true reflection Went to high school 3 years Then I dropped it Always felt they spread rumors About me and they gossiped I knew I was a person But they only seen a pothead So their thoughts about him were rotten The things that you said They will never be forgotten A million times these people tried to stop him Often He contemplated if he took a shot gun and offed him Would his parents cry over the coffin of their lost son? God? Im just looking for an answer After all Youre the one who really wrote the chapter Need to know in life What comes right after? Sick of waking from my sleeps Filled with the anger Below standards Smoking so I die faster Even if I said it again it doesnt matter The poor stay broke While the wealthy climb the ladder I can see that life is nothing but a bad disaster
gossiped, offed, dropped, pothead, anorexic