Why Life?
Why have life when there's Clorox and Ammonia?
Catch a cold, then the flu, and then pneumonia,
Why choose life, when you have the chance to die?
Put a gun to you head, pull the trigger, and oh my!
Next thing you know you are going through a tunnel,
Going through like oil going through a funnel,
No one likes you, why stay here?
Get some poison, and get some beer,
Drink them together to avoid the taste,
and make it taste better than wallpaper paste,
Go out famous like Kurt Cobain,
Put a gun to your head and bye bye brain,
Blood splashing all over the wall,
Your friend picks up the phone to make a call,
to 911, to tell them about your brain,
and tells them to hurry, because they are going insane,
You've committed a crime, and your case is pending,
Put a gun to your head to bring The Ending!
The new kid,
(published in Mississinewa's school paper "Smoke Signal")
He is seen sitting there all alone,
What he is like, is not very known,
Mystery, sums up his life all in one word,
He sits there quiet, while getting slurred,
He wants to open up, but no one will listen,
A friend is the only thing he is missing,
People don't know, his lonliness is driving him insane,
He smiles to people just to hide the pain,
He's shunned because he's new at the school,
He is so shy, he is taken for a fool,
He wondered and wondered, what did he do?
Why'd he get all the pain they put him through,
He felt so sad in "The land of the free."
That shunned shy kid happened to be me,
Things changed, my heart just might mend,
But will it stay that way until The End?