The finale Shot

The finale Shot

It’s like not dying

After you’ve been shot

The pain keeps coming

But you never drop

You stand there being hit

You don’t fight back

Because you know you

Can never let them know

What you’re feeling inside

They laugh at you, mocking

You but they don’t know what’s

Going on through your head

What has happened in your life

They don’t care

They just care that your

Pants are on too tight

That there is a hair out of place

Or your shoes don’t match

Pretty soon the bullets begin

To build and you can’t

Take it anymore

And then the last bullet is shot

And you drop