Is it Funny Now?

You think it’s funny,
as she runs down the halls.
You find it amusing,
as her world crumbles and falls.
This isn't the first time,
you've laughed at her pain,
You just sat there and laughed,
as her life went down the drain.
You don’t even realize,
how bad this makes her feel.
As she runs home,
she thinks “what is your deal?”
She wonders what she did to you,
why you treat her so bad.
Why every single day,
she comes home sad.
No, she is not only just sad,
she’s in complete depression.
Tears drop down her face,
as she writes her final confession.
She says the taunting is too much,
and she hopes you have a good life.
As she finishes the letter,
she reaches for the knife.
But the last words,
they will hit you with a “pow”.
For they simply just stated,
“Is It Funny Now?”

I like to write, but it's not always good. I write to keep my mind off the catastrophes in the world, and to keep my depression from showing. But I enjoy sharing my thoughts with people. Hope you like them all.

Last updated February 23, 2015