Mommy, Johnny brought a gun to school,
He told his friends that it was cool,
And when he pulled the trigger back,
It shot with a great crack.
Mommy, I was a good girl, I did what I was told,
I went to school, I got straight A's,
I even got the gold!
But Mommy, when I went school that day,
I never said good-bye,
I'm sorry Mommy, I had to go,
But Mommy, please don't cry.
When Johnny shot the gun,
He hit me and another,
And all because Johnny,
Got the gun from his older brother.
Mommy, please tell Daddy:
That I love him very much,
And please tell Chris, my boyfriend:
That it wasn't just a crush.
And tell my little sister:
That she is the only one now,
And tell my dear sweet grandmother:
I'll by waiting for her now,
And tell my wonderful friends:
That they always were the best.
Mommy, I'm not the first,
I'm no better than the rest.
Mommy, tell my teachers:
I won't show up for class,
And never to forget this,
And please don't let this pass.
Mommy, why'd it have to be me?
No one deserves this,
Mommy, warn the others,
Mommy, I left without a kiss.
And Mommy, tell the doctors:
I know they really did try,
I think I even saw a doctor,
Trying not to cry.
- Mood:
Emotional - Listening to: panic! at the disco
- Reading: haruki murakami
- Watching: sponge bob
- Playing: guitar
- Eating: nothing...
- Drinking: cola
Strange mood
Mortified
Joy
