They All Thought Poem by Zog Gascoigne

They all thought they knew you,
Through and through.
They all thought you'd shared,
All there was bout the boy who really cared.

They all thought you were invincible,
Like it was your main principle.
They all thought you'd win your fame,
But they couldn't see you inner pain.

They all thought this,
And they all thought that,
They all adored you in Puck's hat,
And they all cheered and yawped as you took your final bow,
But none of that stuff matters now.

They all thought...
They all thought...
They all thought wrong,
And now your gone.

This is about Neil-Dead Poets Society