My Tale

Looking out the window,
There's nothing but dirt,
Trying to understand,
The girls in high skirts.

I try to start thinking,
But it just makes me cry,
How can i do this?
Tonight i will die.

The sun starts rising,
I lay there in my bed,
All over my floor,
There's nothing but red.

I struggle down the stairs,
Blood dripping behind,
I'm really confused,
Thoughts running through my mind.

Now all is quiet,
On this early morning,
In just a few minutes,
The world will be mourning.

My mum runs out,
And lets out a scream,
I feel so peaceful,
In this deep deep dream,

She asks why i'd do this,
I don't want to say,
Why can't she leave me,
My life i would pay.

All the family are grieving,
I know that they know,
They just can't believe it,
Me laying in red snow.

There i lay,
So lifeless, so pale,
Lying in my coffin,
That is my tale.