Martyr for Nothing

Just fifteen, and already,
Trying to take his own life,
All alone, late at night,
Sticks the barrel in his mouth,
A lone tear falls,
Pulls the trigger,
And the brains blow all over the wall,

The next day,
They're all in tears,
How could he have done this?
Deep down they really cared,
Even if they didn't show it,
They say they were there,
That they cared,
But they never even looked his way,
Life is precious they say,

In a month, it's old news,
"Oh yeah, that kid who killed himself"
Not "That kid that really hurt."
He is remembered, if he is remembered,
For his end, not his life,

This is society,
They kill you then claim your life,
Why should I die by their hand?
A martyr for nothing.