The Final Goodbye! ! !
Sitting in my bedroom, thinking about today.
by Becky Ginn
How can I go to school tomorrow, there is just no way.
Clutching my escape route closely to my chest.
Im sorry, truly I am but I can't be like the rest.
Slowly scratching, trying to hide.
Help is to late now everyones tried.
Drifting silently, peacefully away.
I realise now I just cant stay.