In My Heart

It is about a kid that was picked on. He/she Killed them selfs to get away from it.

In my hear it hurts,
For what you have said.
No more will I listen,
As I lay here in bed.

In the ground
My body to rot.
For from me,
I shot.

In my room I die,
As I listen to words
Unable to make out.
Just screams and shouts,
As my mother come near.

I see through and through,
But I see no more.
All I see is the hurt
Of my Mother,
The Anger,
Of my Father.
The cries of my friends
For what I have done.

Not because I hate myself,
But because I hate you.
Do you see the pain and suffering
I have been through,
As you read this note
I gave to you?

But me suffer no more!
As I won't be around,
To hear another hurting word
Come from you.
Nor will I ever hear
A loving word to me...

In my heart it hurts,
For what you have said.
No more will I listen,
As I lay here in bed.