the clock is ticking and i am very afraid afraid to live in a world where i probably won't see my old age in a world where nuclear war, global warming, and people killing innocent children is all the rage for about a week until the news has a new obsession to seek the clock is ticking and my heart should at the least drop in fear when i hear that another massacre had occurred with 17 victims. hashtag MSD strong just give it a month, the news will move along the clock is ticking and at six years old we should not be reciting our abc's as we hide where a bad man cannot see. I thought that everybody was welcome at school why can't the man with the toy gun can't come in too? the clock is ticking and what the hell is wrong with your generation? instead of address the problem you train us to solve it by hiding under tables
if my friend can take one look at his campus and infer in the event of an armed intruder, the juniors would be the first to go and uh oh there's no escape from the basement classrooms because to them, the media is only fake news. the clock is ticking and i should be worrying about what i'm going to wear tomorrow or if that boy i pass by in the halls will notice me I should be staying up all night studying for chem Instead of sobbing under my sheets at 1 AM worrying if this day is going to be my last. or if a gunman were to come he'll just walk past, maybe forget why he's here or maybe he'll just disappear into thin air. the clock is ticking and i will not be silent. because valentines are for chocolates and candy hearts not the feeling of your soul get ripped apart you knew this boy, he might not have been your friend and to be honest you suspected that he could be your end the clock is ticking and i will not be silent because at concerts all you need to hear are beating drums not the beating of your racing heart as bullets reign from up in the sky, you sang of God only moments ago so why is He punishing us like this? The clock is ticking And I will not be silent because clubs are partying hard and spending the next morning in the bathroom not cowering with 22 others in a bathroom stall waiting for the gunfire to come to an end and you only came to have a nice night with your girlfriend and you can't tell if this is her blood or yours the clock is ticking and the glass walls are shattering. but my bullets are words and i will not go down in silence.