I made sure they wouldn't forget it, the night I ended my life. I was just another kid, ready to find a job, find a wife. Some said I was just sad, and others just too mad, or maybe, just maybe, the grass made me do it. But as the rope tightened I knew God'd pull me through it.

I was SURE they would see, was SURE noone would forget me. Yet...

I don't see MY initials on wristbands or cars, or MY name on a plaque in the hall... Because to everyone else I'm still just a kid, my death changed nothing at all...