Haunted

My old high school is haunted That what everyone says Not to me that would be absurd Still, it's what I've heard   I wander through these halls alone for now a pale kid known for his hand-me-downs. I've already seen this day start A million times in my heart. I weep cos i know its history first Since I've been it I'm kind of an expert. As i enter the classroom I feel strange like I'm staring down a harpoon. A girl is crying in the corner The room is cold it won't get warmer. I ask her why she's upset She just cries ignoring what i said She gets up and flees the class Yeesh! I'm sorry i asked.   I've already seen this day start A million times in my heart. After history it's physical Ed We play dodge ball no one hits my head. I used to hate playing this game Imagine how i feel winning the day. That never used to happen before P.E always used to leave me sore. But today seems different The other players, the jocks were ignorant. They didn't make me dodge Never mocked me with taunts They never took me down or pushed me over When exactly did hell freeze over? After P.E it's drama Call me a knight cos this is my armour. When I'm acting nothing feels better Being on a stage? It's like heaven. After drama comes the scary part I head to the lunch hall with a heavy heart. When i get there i pass a kid called jay It's clear he's having a bad day. He wears a mask of scowls I think he's angry now. But i just pass him by It's not quite our time. Also I'm sort of hungry No surprise right I'm kind of chunky. So i pick up a tray And get in line to wait.   God I've lived this day so many times... I know the script; I've learned the lines.   Sure enough jay starts screaming So angry now he's freaking. I think it's cos people pick on him So sad it's sickening He yells he's had enough That the whole school is fucked I feel his pain, really i do But like i said: none of this is new I can only give so much respect Considering what comes next Jay comes to me He has a gun you see Just a lost little kid Fed up with life and its twists He points his barrel at me And weeps so sadly Suddenly he looks bigger As he slowly pulls the trigger   My old high school is haunted That what everyone says Not to me that would be absurd Still, it's what I've heard   I walk alone in these halls No one whispers no one calls Hardly anyone see's the tears i weep And when they do they just freak Sometimes i envy the smiles in their eyes I wish i could go home just one more time...