• As i walk through the woods, i look at the sky
    I can't hold it in, i begin to cry,
    I fall to my knees, with my hands in the mud
    The peircing falls out, followed by a thud.

    My mind has gone numb, full of bad thoughts
    I dont feel to good, i think i was caught,
    my white shirt stained red, i think its the blood
    Should i scream loud, i dont think i should.

    I cant feel the pain and my hands are cold
    I havn't lived long, sixteens not old
    But I'm not sad, we all have are time
    I pull my self up, i feel the cold in my spine.

    I feel his bony fingers squeezing my lungs
    Out of fear i scream ''i am to young''
    But he dosn't care, he stands tall and proud
    I think it's time to die ''no screaming aloud''