So they found this kid
who one day conjured up
enough emotions of some sort
to sit down and write
a suicide note.
He made sure to include how
sorry he was,
and how he didn't want to hurt
anyone,
and who got his CDs and
who
got his baseball cards, and
to please take care of his dog, Lucky.
But before he could finish,
he got rather bored, scribbled
out a few lines, rewrote them,
and said fuck it, and went outside
to ride his bike.