That's that, I suppose.

Look, even she's crying.

A girl pointed at me, before first period

Look, even she's crying

Who wouldn't be? Death is on our doorstep, sitting down. Despair has flown on in. Hope walked away, near midnight today.

And I am going to die. Either I do it myself or the government will.

Look, even she's crying.

I don't know the girl but in that moment we understood each other.

We understood the fear. Fear that our home doesn't want us anymore.

We understood the acidic tears and why they were scaring my eyes.

Look, even she's crying.

God, I've never been one for praying

But please.

Please don't make me cry like that again so some random girl won't have to look at me and say

Look, even she's crying.