Sing your foolish prayer
regret the words you spat
beg for mercy from those you have tormented
implore for forgiveness
try and hide your sickened hate
for those you do not know
you made my life miserable
you made many want to die
but you will pay
with every day
pain haunt you
guilt will tease you
as you did the weak
you can cry all you want
but we will not forgive you
we will not let it go
with a gun to your head,
would you still say those words?
with a knife at your throat,
would you still mock?
would you still through stones at us,
if we were heavily armed?
we may look weaker
but one Day soon
you will fall to your doom
as your victims rise against you
when your power disappears
when we have overcome our fears
will you still knock down our books?
take our lunch money?
throw away our homework?
push us down and make us eat dirt?
you let your power go to your head
you killed us inside
and for that we shall both be dead
you slowly picked us off
but i wont let it go
the gun it my hand
your brains will blow
the knife in my hand
I'll make the demands
I'll walk these halls tall
and without you pushing me into lockers
i will avenge
myself
