There's blood on textbooks and air filled with smoke and cries.
Nowhere to run or hide
I don't know what to do, this wasn't in the slides!
When will it end
guns in hands shouldn't be a trend
Oh no, oh no, oh no
They're coming back again
An assault rifle will be my end!
I tried to perform CPR on my friend but there's a bullet in her head!
What the man on tv said isn't working, she's going to be dead.
My hands are turning red
I just want to go home and lay in my bed.
Whether it be heaven or hell anywhere is better than my school now
Running fast, shattered glass, ignoring the past
Save me from this wrath
For I am another one of America's children
YOU ARE READING
poisonous chocolate milk
PoetryIndescribable emotions that occur at any time of the day
