dressed in black from head to toe <br />should he do this he dont know <br />he takes a deep breathe remembering what they did <br />they bullied him since he was a kid <br />he waited to everyone was in class <br />put chains on all the doors he did it fast <br />pulled the fire alarm and watched the kids come out <br />they wouldnt see it coming he had no doubt <br />they ran around screaming as he shoot <br />bodies was falling and blood pouring in a dot <br />they cried why and he laughed you know <br />the kids didnt know where to go <br />he laughed at all the blood shed <br />pleased with himself at all the kids dead <br />in their blood he wrote a message <br />he thought that, this would teach them a lesson <br />he took one last look at all the blood shed <br />put the gun to his head and shoot himself dead <br />parents on the news crying about their kids <br />they shouted to the camera their kids were innonce <br />but were they really, we dont know <br />all we can do is pray to heaven they will go<br /><br />tanesha davenport<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/dont-pick-on-me/
