Shooting

about a kid who craves attentions and then shoots a school. sucks

I cannot figure out my problem,

I sit alone in my room.

and for once I’d like to think my parents were right-

I’m fine, just 13.

 

I understand why I’m afraid of heights

I am afraid of being  towered over,

looking past me to someone else,

 

I am forgotten.

 

Years later, I am only known when being seen in the wrong light,

I am only seen on the TV,

or the jury look at me,

I see the blood on my hands,

the prosecutor cannot let me see more land,

I am scared for my fate,

I act like I am without a care,

 

I don’t think the death penalty is fair.

Author's Note

is this good?