my friends all laugh and taunt
the boy that sits alone
the pain he feels inside
they have never known

i go along with there harsh words
not stepping out of line
but what they dont know
is that i'd love to make him mine

everyday i see him
but never stop to say
although your an outcast
i love you anyway

i've felt like this from the start
i've watched his every move
the pain he has inside
i would gladly soothe

his black hair, nails and eyes
look wonderful to me
but the others laugh and taunt
a losers all they see

one day i will go
and sit next to him
no matter what they say
i'll go out on a limb

i'll confess how i feel
i will tell him all
i will give him my number
and hope that he will call

i will try and do this
i will have now regret
then he will know
my dirty little secret

i've put it off for days
i have to do it now
i must say those things
and with that i vowe

i come to school to find him
but he is not there
everyone else just walks on by
i no that they dont care

i look again the next day
but still i cannot see
that boy that always sits there
he is the one for me

i go to his house after school
i knock on the door
it opens slowly
i see a woman, a heart broken and sore

i ask if her sons home
she looks as though she just cried
"i hate to tell you this,
but he commited suicide"

i fell my heart,
it breaks into two
"he left this note
i think it's for you"

i open the letter slowly
i wonder what it says
he must have written it
in his last living days

i open the piece of paper, it reads:
'i wanted to tell you how i feel
but i couldn't face you
these emotions i had, they were so real'

'i new you couldnt love me back
i new i had no chance
all i ever wanted
was for us to share a dance'

'but now i have to leave you
i must say goodbye
i will love you forever
up until you die'