THE GREAT ALL AMERICAN ANTI SUICIDE MACHINE

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Teenage Chronicals

Why does life have to be like this  full of hate lies and distrust

people want to make believe that it is going to be like a fairy tale in the end

but when you want the fairy tale it's you who winds up the book left unread

nothin ends up like you think it should.

so you keep yourself closed in from reality watching stupid lame ass shows on tv

and think to your self what if

your life was like tv



then you probably will be the lonely kid the one no one likes

going to school being teased and made fun of

the one that gets stuffed in loockers

the one who gets beat up and ignored by so called friends

then you go home and pull the damn trick of  death

cutting your wrist as if there is no future left

you act like it dont hurt. that it is better then life now

so you take 2 more cuts and relize your making the biggest mistake of your life

you remember your dad saying son or daughter love you dont you ever forget that.

you remeber your mother looking at you when you first opened your eye

they would never want me to do this. to make the call of my life and death

to be put in a coffin and stared at like a rat trapped inside its cage



so you suck it up and go to school and take it like a man or women

walk in class and before the teacher says goodmorning your thrown in a van

everyone looks at you and you say this aint no fairy tale

hi my name is (your name here) and i am the All American  suicide machine

dont look at me like i am carzy. you dont know me so BACK THE FUCK OFF.



as your injected with the cure to ease your troubled mind only to be left in a room a place you can't hide

dont cry to me about your problems cause ihave my own. and all i will says to you is suicide is the answer.

the answer to the reason i have no friends i can't see my family i can't watch tv

cause i am not going to listen to the lies anymore

no more lies of telling me i'm fine no more running and screaming to cry



no more of thinking this is a damn fairy tale cause i know that it will not end at a HAPPY EVER AFTER.

Let me out of here  let me out please let me be free i don;t want to be the All American Suicidal Dream machine

I have to remember once what i was told, back when i was like cool one, the cool kid.

there is no more tension there is so much hope there is no more knots

there are no more notes there is no more sad screams

there are no more lies  this is my life and i am doing just fine

cuz your gone and there are no more marks you made the wrong choice

i was saved by there voice my friends my family and now i am the cool kid who is still alive

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Another Poem created by Sam Hillig and Elliot Bush  Done at 8:12pm Jan 30 2005

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Essence Scott's picture

i always look at it like that....its amazing....but as i reading this, i noticed the 2nd verse (duh) and when i read it, it reminded me of my friend lee (hes a pariah in his year),but he hasnt given up...never will

but is otherwise good