This is just somethin I wrote when I was in a really depressed mood. All your feedback would be highly appreciated. Thanks.

I know someone who lives a hard life,
just a kid who's dresser occupys a knife/
He hates school and everyone there,
he continues on dispite his dispair/
Why have these problems been handed to him?
No hope in life and his future's turned grim/
He wants to end it and give up the fight,
'cause to him no day has a good night/
What could possibly cause him this pain?
It sinks deeper and deeper like a wine stain/
Even his heart don't want to keep beating,
if only it were possable to end his grieving/
Why can't he just be like everyone else?
Unknown to many but on the inside he melts/
He blacks it all out in hope for some peace,
his timing's important like a chess piece/
He steps out of bed feeling no better,
and this is the conclusion to his letter/
His decision was tough and harder to make,
he feels worse and worse each breath he takes/
The time has come for him to depart,
his soul tells him it was told by his heart/
Goodbye to everyone who pretended to like him,
he looked up to nobody other than Slim/
He was just a kid with a really sad life,
came to the put were he used that knife/

It's aight , Try too up ur vocab and Multies.......