i walked quietly and unsure
i tried not to meet the eyes of the mothers i passed by
at first i almost didn't go, i always stayed in my seat
but i walked quietly and unsure
and i passed these mothers, some quiet, some praying, some with their hands held high
and i walked in the line, with the other women, some quietly, and some unsure
i got to my place, stood with my back against the boards and listened
i was quiet and unsure
i held my breath and looked across the room, at the thousands of teenagers staring back at me
he breathed into the microphone and said...."if you want to kill yourself....you have 30 seconds to get to the floor and stand in front of one of these moms"
and than he started counting....30...29...28...
and i looked up to my right and saw a pretty girl stand, and start to walk down, the first teenager to move, but most definately not the last....
and my eyes flooded with the tears, the tears of the days i felt like that....

....and the tears for the hundreds of kids that wanted to kill themselves that are now flooding the floor and standing in front of me....