Last month I found the gun
In the safe, it’s lock undone
Grinning silver, gleaming gun
I put it in my pocket to show someone.

Ten years ago they made me cry
Told me they could make my lunchbox fly
Took it from my arms as I let out a cry
Threw it out the window, at the sky.

Yesterday they took my clothes away
In the locker room I hid all day
Praying for someone to help me away
No one came and there I stayed.

Five years ago they pushed me around
Taped my mouth so I wouldn’t make a sound
Twisted my hand all the way around
Knocked me hard upon the ground.

Today I took the gun out
Which I didn’t leave for school without
Bang bang and I took them all out
Put it to my head and let it shout.