This Is What Happens.

His eyes sparkled with tears,
As the class continued to sneer,
His arms bled and his legs bruised,
He lay broken on the floor,
As the class continued to sneer,
His face was black and purple,
Teachers paid no attention to him,
No one cared for the ‘emo’ kid,
‘He should die’ they chant,
If he had any feeling left,
He would shout and yell,
Tell them to leave him alone,
That he would die as well as everyone else,
Yet he didn’t because he couldn’t,
His eyes began to drift close,
His breathe became shallower,
His thoughts began to jumble,
His heart beat slowed,
His head lolled to the side,
His eyes closed and his breathing stopped,
Only then did the sneering class realise,
That all the pain they had caused this boy,
All the misery he had suffer,
Had killed him, they had killed him,
One girl cried, one fainted,
A boy laughed and kicked his cold dead body,
And the class that continued to sneer.