How did you get up there into the sky? Will you ever come down? How will a shot of a gun solve all of this? How long will you be gone?
With the shot of a bully or two, the victims suffer so far. But when I put this gun to my head, how will you take this? How will you see? See what you ask, well here's the thing. How will you see the good knowing that one has died. When I put this gun to my head, I need you as my only friend. Try to help the others that have a dream but have been bullied. Please as my friend, I need you more than ever now. Help others, for that smile that's all I need. A smile, but not just any smile, a smile of hope. So when I go away help them out in a helpful way.
