Suicide Note

God forbid...

I never have to disgrace myself
With the misfortune of
Having to leave this when I'm gone,
By my own will,
Just remember
It's all your fault.

Sometimes I'm criticized,
Teased, and hurt,
Then I go home,
And the pain only gets worse.

Sometimes you guys make me wish
I was invisible,
Gone without a trace,
Sometimes I feel that without me,
Your world would be a better place.

You would probably benefit, even,
With me gone,
No more presents,
No more stress,
No more waking me at dawn.

I bet you'd love that,
All that,
If I left and never came back.

So, mommy and Mr. Mark, I want you to know,
If this suicide goes through,
It was all your fault.

LOVE,

Alison