They hate me.

I see it in their eyes.
There hearts, their souls,
they tell me lies.

I'm do not matter,
I am nothing,
Someone with annoying chatter.

Am I a pain?
Why do they tease and say,
"I lack a brain."

I watch them,
and want to shout,
I can hear them.

I'll die one day,
but they won't care,
they won't want me to stay.

Why am I hated?
My life...
I am hated.

I'll accept my destiny.
I won't shed a tear.
there isn't any,
love, only a fear.

They hate me.

I always wanted friends.
But I lied to myself.
Time to make amends.

I feel nothing in my hand,
not even the feel of steel.
This death, shall not be grand.

My dream was to go,
with honor and nobility.
But I can't, this is my show.

I hate myself,
from day to day,
and the only wealth
I wash for, is for them to say,

I care for you.

The weapon at my head,
This is it.
I'm dead.

Now I have time to wonder,
Is this wrong?
Am I making my own blunder?

No.

Do not stop,
once shot, let my gun
Drop.

My soul cast to Hell,
Deep in the darkness,
Deeper than any well.

I close my eyes,
I don't want to look,
my chin pointed towards the skies.

Shall it be pain,
That shatters my existence,
My brain?

Time to go,
no time left,
let it all go.

Will anyone hear this final shot...?

Bang.

I'm Dead.

"Your lucky." The doctor said holding a clipboard. "Your very lucky you caught him about to shoot himself. If you hadn't pushed the gun downwards. he'd have a hole in his head, not his chest."

Yusuke felt tears drip down his face, Kurama and Hiei behind him.

"Why would he do this?"

"His sister says far about three years he's been on 4 kinds of Antidepressants. She told me, he felt unwanted, like he wasn't needed. Just wasted space. He wanted death, and he still has a chance to get it...his pulse is so poor..."

The doctor left the room, and Yusuke placed his head sobbing on Kuwabara's chest. "Come back to me...come back. I need you Kuwabara...Come back..."

Read a rather depressing story...got inspired...la....T_T