There I stood, a mere ghost in the wind
For 20 years of existence
My mothers love, a familiar thing to everyone but me
In the fall I recall the slaughter of 12 Coloradans
And the demon we made into a god
I remember the punch lines and funny signs mocking our early dead
I decided that I would find a way to go out with a bigger bang
And a larger body count, to make three times the fans
All the love and sympathy
Something she'd never given me
She would be the first and then
I'd see how many more I get
Before they finally caught up with me
And freed me from my misery
And in the end you'll have no choice
But to forever remember me
Sensationalist media
Will make me a celebrity.
Oct 27, 2014
Oct 27, 2014 at 1:52 PM UTC
There I stood, a mere ghost in the wind
For 20 years of existence
My mothers love, a familiar thing to everyone but me
In the fall I recall the slaughter of 12 Coloradans
And the demon we made into a god
I remember the punch lines and funny signs mocking our early dead
I decided that I would find a way to go out with a bigger bang
And a larger body count, to make three times the fans
All the love and sympathy
Something she'd never given me
She would be the first and then
I'd see how many more I get
Before they finally caught up with me
And freed me from my misery
And in the end you'll have no choice
But to forever remember me
Sensationalist media
Will make me a celebrity.
