What you dont know

You hold the gun
To my face
Asking if there's any last words
Sitting there staring at you
I shake my head no
But what I
Want to do is out of the question
I wanna scream
Yet I act like I
Don't care if I die
But really
The fact of the matter
Is I am scared to death
Of being left alone
In the world
So unknown
A smile enters your face
And then it fades
As theres a gun in yours too
Smiling I say
I die your coming with me