This is a poem I wrote after reading a story about teen suicide. It isn't the greatest, but I thought it got the message across. By the way, I don't believe suicide is the answer to anything. I'm all for living.
The Note
To whoever reads my last words,
'You hated me
But I loved you
You rejected me
When I told you
You laughed
While I cried
Now here I stand
Making my final demand
That one day you will
Think of me and have some guilt
This is all your fault
And now you know
Why I did what I did
I'm the biggest joke at school
My friends turned on me
My parents didn't care about me
But you were my final chance at life
When you tossed me aside,
That was when I made my choice
So as I stare down
The barrel of the gun
All I can think is:
"Now I'm done"
~Kaitlyn
