There stands the kid...
That everyone avoids...

No one will
look

talk
or
touch him...

Everyone calls him
The

Suicidal



Head





Case...

The guy that walks with cuts instead of bracelets.
The guy who is always in the institute. For mental.
The guy who moves house to house every day.
The guy who wears his hair over his face.
His face that's full of regret,






shame,
and


feeling


worthless.

People judge before they know.

Before they know their story.

What they don't know is the "Suicidal Head Case's" story.
They don't know that his dad kill his own mother right in front of him.

They don't know that his dad hung him self in front of him.

They don't know the pain he goes through each day,
from kids calling him so many words that he has to mark his wrists.

They don't know that he has to go from house to house each day,
seeking for new, loving, and caring parents.

They don't know that he stares at his self for hours in the mirror,
hoping that he could





kill




himself



from
the
pain
that
people
cause

him
to
have....

They.
Just.
Don't.
Know.