I should've, could've, would've;
Done something about that day,
If only I had known it ended this way.
I am not proud to tell you
How I stood there and watched;
He was so big and scary
Was all that I thought.
I couldn't, wouldn't, shouldn't,
get involved at all.
I say to myself;
It's none of my business;
As I turn and walk down the hall.
I hear on the news;
'bout this kid who had died
It tells of his woe;
The দিন of his suicide
They talk about how he locked himself
inside of his room
All to have shot himself to forget all the pain.
Now as I walk through my school
I hear the laughter
But see the fear
In their eyes...
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