People are murdered, lives are destroyed
Sad actions that no one can avoid.
Some are lucky because they have a family home
When others are unfortunate and end up alone.
When we cry, are we really to blame?
After all, the only thing we seem to have left is shame.
You wish for someone to hold you dear.
But you're left with nothing only fear.
The sad thing is that no gets along
for teen who expresses herself with song.
She sits in a corner with a small book
with empty lines that go with her empty look.
A small boy who sees his mother's death
knows that now he'll have nothing left.
He now lives his life in a suicidal haze
Wanders grey streets for days and days.
No one really notices the scars in our minds
because no one can see whats in there behind
the skull that protects our brain from harm.
Until people are tricked with the charm
of a gun that will soon end tears
as it shines away the fears.
"I'm gonna do it, this is it.
No more will my life be full of shit."
The trigger comes back then the loud sound
of the gun that is ground bound.
A child that grew to have a life a head
cannot live now because they are dead.
 
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