Old computer,
New school shooter;
I'm just like you,
Hope I end up like you
You've been planning;
Scheming, scanning
It will happen soon;
Feels long overdue
Maps of hallways,
High school clichés
You want to let them know;
You feel so hollow
I would like to rearrange your
Glass that's counting sand;
Dry and damaged hand
Organize your fatal counter
All the hate you've absorbed;
The things you've shut your mouth for
The things you've shut your mouth for
Just a minute,
It's tough to get it
Drawn and underscored,
Your life has been ignored
Mother's valium,
Father's shotgun
Sun might burn you,
The rays might scar you;
But I'd argue, today is beautiful
Desperate letters;
Life feels better
In the summer air,
I will meet you there
I will meet you there
You've been planning;
Scheming, scanning
It will happen soon;
Feels long overdue
Maps of hallways,
High school clichés
You want to let them know;
You feel so hollow