| The deadly boy( Part one) He was very alone all his life Nothing he did ever seemed right He tried to ignore the words they would say Stinky, retard, freak loser and Gay But the boy would not give up; he would not let them win For another game would soon start it would soon begin He began to spend more and more time alone in his room As he planed out a path of terror doom. And as under the radar he slipped He level of sanity soon flipped He became the poster child with the birth of a plan He knew that no one could ever understand So as he heard the voices in his head go on and on He knew that the next day they would be gone So the next morning, at the rising of the sun He went to his fathers locked cabinet and grabbed a gun He stormed in the school, with nothing and everything on his mind And all his tormenters he soon would find Shots rang out sharp and clear Many were lost that many held dear Soon the boy was out of ammo and rage And he knew the police would find him and put him in a cage So he went in front of then window where he knew the snipers were in a line And pointed his gun at a teacher who he had since grade nine And before the trigger of the empty gun he could pull Shots rang out and of bullets his body was full |