Lonely Kid

This is for the lonely kid
Alone at lunch
Drawing bullets on his lunch box lid
Put the gun down
Because your the only one
You'll ever be running from

I know it's not easy
You don't know what to do
It's so hard to stare yourself down and face the truth

Writing names on bullets isn't going to make the pain go away
One day those kids with the perfect lives
Won't mean a thing
This is a calling out for you
There's no good reason to shoot

You'll never feel more alive
When your freed from that prison inside
You'll forget in time

This is for the lonely kid
Sitting in the corner of the gym
With a sinister grin
Put that gun down
Rise above it



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