Shaking
the chills rose up his spine.
He wasn't about to take the pressure
and obviously it wasn't getting lesser.
He stood up in class after answering wrong
and after that it wasn't long
before he started yell,
raise all hell
and oh, he lost it.
He lost it all
watching the outside rain start to fall.
In pain and angry he lashed out with hate
and the english teach wasn't about to debate
it was a fight to the finish, who got there first
she blocked the door and he started roar
he screamed out his problems
and he showered her the scars
her eyes sympathetic as he started to cry
he told her the story, how he wanted to die.
He told her how had slashed both his wrists
The whole class gasped as he told of the wrath her had suffered.