R.I.P.

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R.I.P.

To the kid who always used to smile

R.I.P.
To the kid who laughed for a mile

R.I.P.

To the kid’s personality that went on for days
This is to the kid who is starting to drift away

Society has done its job
Killed another teenage dream
Another pill taken
Old age never getting to be seen

Suicidal thoughts
Razor blades
And cut deep words
Unsteady feet
Intertwined with
Rude, crude, relevant slurs

R.I.P.
To life
R.I.P.
To love
R.I.P.
To the kid who came home crying
Running into his mother’s arms
Wanting to be comforted by his mother’s hugs

Words strangling his neck
Thoughts pounding his head
A kid who needs saving
Thinking he’s better off dead

Society has done its job
Killed another teenage dream
Another pill taken
Old age never getting to be seen

From the mouth of the kid
Who was about to R.I.P.
He raised the blade and said
Blame society
It killed me

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