Tonight
Last night was just like all the others
No one was there to comfort him like the love of a mother
Knowing nothing but to weep
He cried himself to sleep
Hoping tomorrow would be different
But they all seemed to have made the same commitment
He knew all too well what has going to happen when he got to school
They always treated him so rudely and so cruel
Always making him feel like an outcast
But none of them were ever willing to ask
They didn’t know what was really wrong
Or what was really going on
That he was constantly greeted with a hateful tone
When he returned to the foster home
That he was beat later that day
Never understanding the price he was having to pay
But he has grown tired of it all
Always the one being hurt and thrown to the wall
Tonight he has made a choice
Choosing not to use his voice
But instead action
Maybe to some it would bring satisfaction
Tonight he will end all his pain and strife
Tonight will be the night he takes his life
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