School Massacre

I am stuck in this institution; Like it’s supposed to be a resolution. Everything is in mute; As if I had taken the forbidden fruit. I didn’t do it, I swear! As I’m placed into intensive care. I have an awful stomachache. Maybe I did make a mistake. I always seemed to be lazy; But that day I had gone crazy. I Must have had a mental blocker. I left bullet shots in the lockers. It was quiet with bloodshed; Then four kids dropped dead. I was placed in handcuffs. I guess that’s only fair enough. The school massacre was spread worldwide. I told the cops it was the voices; I lied. Now I lay here all alone. As I seem quite overgrown.