Suicidal Thoughts

I was always a lonely kid,never popular

Just wanted to sit and listen to the screams of the rail tracks.

Looking in the eyes of people that I don't know,

seeing their past,the now and the aftermath!

But nowdays they learned how to hide their opinions,

expressing their apologies just by lowering their heads.

Like,how the dead walk towards their "winter",

they look for recognition just by looking on their screens.

It's like a dog that stares straight in your soul,

looking for a pack,just to have a reason to die for!

Who's to judge what's worth it and what is not?!

This life they made,is looking like promissory.

We are not the same,so accept or tolerate me.

You have been taught to like only what's similar to you

and that "different" kid,staying on the "target" you made..

All of you so called "Christians",but for that kid you have no God!

Something tells me that my time ends here

and that on this wagon of life I'm left alone.

Whoever gets in rarely laughs,has fear on their eyes and a faded will!

I've thought so many times to jump on the rail tracks,

but something brave inside me,gives me reasons not to..

So I get back in my wagon and I keep living on~

Done