sometimes, i'd be better off dead...

guess they were all right, i'd never make it. teachers, Jamie, Brad. you were all right.

i am here no more.
i am the after-thought.
a dream waking your nightmares.
a person of no importance.
this is why you never loved me.
this is where you laugh mocklingly.
'i was right!, idiot you were wrong'
in your better years
you weren't just liek me
you had friends around
the kind that really care
not this false here today
leaving tomorrow
sickness holds me here
hopefully that's all it is
body broken
heart shattered
limbs useless
in your hands.