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.
Copyright © Crystal Rapp | Year Posted 2010
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