Berry Depressed Poem by Moriah Toran

Thanks to the 1 person I thought would help me,

I decided to end my life.

People were making fun of me all the time.

And Principal Cannon did nothing.

Every time I went home crying,

Using a knife to make the scars of hatred.

I hated evryone around me.

Abd thanks to Principal Cannon,

I was bullied for 3 years.

1 night I decided to do something about it.

I grabbed the same knife,

Abd instead of making the scars of hatred,

I made the scars of death.

I want to say thank you Principal Cannon,

For standing there watching,

And making my life miserable.

Thank you my friends,

For doing nothing to help me.