This boy -------------------------------------------
This boy looks into the mirror
He wishes he could disappear
you look into his eyes
you see the pain and the rage.
This boy now wishes he could fly away.
He starts trying to drink all his problems away.
All he wants is to be free.
He’s been told that he going fail for his whole
Now they get a suicidal kid
This boy is now in the bathroom
He stares in to the mirror
he can't stand his reflection
He shatters the mirror
The glass fly into the air
like a winter day in Alaska.
The boy grabs the biggest piece of glass he can find
he's trying to end his life
The glass go into his wrist
opening his skin like a
knife going though butter.
The kid is found on the floor
he is cold.
His mother walks in she frozen she can't talk or walk because of the site she see
Her baby boy lays there in his own blood.
The paramedic comes but it's to late
the boy is gone.
Now you look into his eyes
you see the pain and the rage is gone.
The mother can't stand that her baby would do this.
She can't take it anymore.
She wants to be with her son.
She grabs the bottle of pills.
She hopes she doesn't live.
Here final word.
Will he recognize me in heaven?
She falls over.
The paramedic sees the pain and the hurt ness is still there even though gone with here son.