Empty Halls
A simple routine,
I’ll follow until June.
As I walk these halls,
Wondering,
Pondering,
About life.

Is this what I’m here for?
To be alone
In this building of terror.
These words that are said
Cut deep.

The hurting won’t end
Till we say “no more.”
Taking that stand
Making others question.

This world must be stopped.
These ignorant souls must be put to an end.
Stopped in their tracks
As if wild beasts.

So let’s join together in harmony
Leading this world of ignoramuses
And turn them into a beautiful tune.
We will turn into pretty melodies.