Broken

Consequential Aftermath/Broken/Alternate Reality 16/2/08 (Original written),copied 29/9/09

His brown fringe half-covering his hazel eye's,
That cute half-cocked smile now twisted and manic,
he pulls the trigger with a smirk,
People run,people scream
This feeling he's known his whole life
This is the feeling from his dreams.

They didn't see the sadness in his eye's or
know his own hit him the same way they did,
They didn't know they ridiculed him with the same words
They didn't even know this kid and now they
never could
but even if they weren't all dead it's not like they ever would,
They had no time for his kind
(Now he drops the gun,the bullets are all spent)
Maybe if they'd given him a chance
They'd all still be alive
and he wouldn't have reason to repent
Maybe he wouldn't have thrown away his life
(He was only seventeen)
Now he'll never have a family,
Never have a wife.

After all is said and done
He still spared them all some pain,
They all died by the gun but on himself he used his favorite knife
And gave them one last broken smile from where he lay as he died.