If you think
real hard
about the aches,
the card,
the blackboard
that you've drawn on
for so long.
You realize that it's gone,
and with it that swan song,
the mirror of your life
has turned to shards.
If that means broken glass,
na'er you won't have the chance
to laugh at those who always laughed at you.
Think back - yes it's cool,
to jump up
and be through,
when even worser things
have come to pass.