Power that's all they ever wanted from him,

Power that was the only thing he couldn't give them,  

Now he's in his own land!

A land where he won't have to worry about being called names or being pushed around,

Was this why God had created him?

All the things he will never be able to see - you didn't have the guts to stand up,

They then feel bad for their actions but don't they see no apology will make up for a life of a kid,

He was once cheerful and goofy,

Now all you see of him is a body,

A body with no happiness,

A body that's just an empty shell - the once-so-filling-life has been extracted right out of him,

All he ever wanted was a friend who can say "It's okay I'm here for you",

Was that too much to ask for from this society?

It's your fault he's dead,

You couldn't be there for him,

It's your fault because no matter how many tears cried he won’t be coming back,

Feel that pain he must have felt while writing those last words,

But that pain is unbearable and no one wants to feel that pain because they don't have to worry about all of this with their perfect lives,

Realize that these kids are really what we should worry about,

Well thank you bullies for such good gifts of death!

Thank you for taking his will away,

Thank you for his casket,

And oh yeah, let's not forget to thank you-

For taking his life because that's what life is all about,

For some jerk to make fun of him and hurt him until they die.

Stop Bullying-its not right and its not human.