Lonely Kid

This is for the lonely kid Alone at lunch Drawing bullets on his lunch box lid Put the gun down Because your the only one You'll ever be running from I know it's not easy You don't know what to do It's so hard to stare yourself down and face the truth Writing names on bullets isn't going to make the pain go away One day those kids with the perfect lives Won't mean a thing This is a calling out for you There's no good reason to shoot You'll never feel more alive When your freed from that prison inside You'll forget in time This is for the lonely kid Sitting in the corner of the gym With a sinister grin Put that gun down Rise above it