His name was Carl

He was a lonesome fellow

None of the kids ever looked at him

Not one ever said a hello

On the outside, he was obnoxious and loud

But on the inside, he was shrunken inside himself

He was only thirteen the day he took his own life

He was tired of everyone looking at him with hatred in their eyes

Most of the time he was out of the way

And most of the kids preferred him having nothing to say

No one ever told Carl that he was amazing

That God thought he was more than wasted space

And by the time someone noticed him, it was too late

He'd already left this world

He was finally out of the way

The kids all regretted the decision he made

To end his own life in the cafeteria that day

But they couldn't rewind time's clock to that second

They couldn't bring him back from the dead

But they learned a lesson from Carl

They learned that every second of life is borrowed

And what you do with those moments determine your tomorrow

We're not promised forever, or even today

So stand up for the weak, don't be afraid

If only someone would have stood up for Carl

He could have been alive today without so much pain and sorrow

Live with no regrets

Because everyone needs at least one touch from a friend