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