I stand here in my room crying all alone
I look out side to see the world covered with a glow
I see the love and feel the peace
Until I turn around,
I look down the hall to see the bloody walls
My eyes become real sad,
I look a little deeper to see 4 fist of rage
I yell at them to stop but yet they do not hear,
I look in the window next to me where stands a little girl,
I try to stop her but no she wont as they push her out of there,
I look at the stairs but nothing happens yet,
Next thing I know I sent him flying down the stairs,
I think to my self now only 2 left,
I called my parents over and hit them on the head,
I say to my self " Oh My God " I think there dead,
As I grab a big old gun and ram it in my head,
I remember the words I said before I hit there heads,
' I hope you die and burn in hell ' as I wrote a note
That read good-bye and fair-well
