Sitting in the back of the room
Amoung peers you call friends
Everyone is looking at you..
As you speak no on hears the words comming from your mouth.
Everyone knows who you are..
But they dont hear you...
They dont feel the tears you shed,
The sorrow you hold inside
As you watched them die.
You planned it
You timed it
Now everyone is dead
You were the quiet and deadly
As you sat in the back of the room
You planned there death
But lost your own as well
You hit the button
Watch them scream for help
Pounding on door
Jumping out of windows to there death...
All because they didnt like you
Didnt want to hear your thoughts
Or just be a friend when your life seemed worthless
By killing them you killed your self
Shot by the police and as you died you laughed
Your last thought was Its over.
In your plan though you lived
Peers killed you from the inside out
But you died from the outside in.
Hurting everyone you touched, loved and knew.
All you could think of was only if they just lisened to me, got to know me, or atleast understood me.
They died from your selfishness.
Your in the ground with them
Except they will be going to heaven
You will be in hell
