Here is a list of things that confuse me

Why is the word “abbreviation” so long?

Why is it that rain drops and snow falls?

Why is the man that invests your money, a broker?

Why is lingerie so popular, if love is blind?

These days we forget to look with our hearts

Tell me, what is the speed of dark, can it beat the light?

To me, it seems every day it goes a bit faster

Why do kamikaze pilots wear helmets?

I mean, they’re stepping into their deaths anyway

If pro is the opposite of con, what is the opposite of progress?

Cause, that’s us right now, right?

We’re on this conveyor belt that was suddenly halted just so we could hit reverse

See, what confuses me most though, is why am I afraid to go to school most days?

If we have to go there, if it is the building block for our future,

Why aren’t they making sure we get our future?

See, we don’t really do the whole protection part,

Not until the safety has been compromised

We don’t save our youths lives, till they’ve run out of time

Until school is stopped to stare at their graves

And parents can silently thank something that, hey it wasn’t my kid

Hey, let's forget about that kid because you have to move to your future

Your future that that kid won’t ever see

Because hey they died, but at least it wasn’t me

See, what is confusing, what makes no sense, is that they won’t change

Not unless it benefits them

I mean, as long as most make it out, our futures still have a chance

We don’t have to change yet, cause here's this excuse

Heres this bitter lie that they keep telling you and I

That it isn’t the thing that has the trigger, no,

it's the one who pulls it and what's wrong with their head

So I lay there at night, anxiety sleeping with me in my bed

I say that's a war on me, rather than a war that fights for my safety

Each day I walk through those doors

Every bang and clap of lockers made of thunder

Races through me like a shot

Every story of a trigger pulled miles away

Races through me like a shot

Every practice to hide from an untimely demise

Races through me like a shot

So what confuses me most

Past the questions like what’s another word for synonym or if all is lost, where did it go?

The question that matters to me, is why won’t you take the f**king guns away?

Stop giving us your thoughts and saying you pray

I want to be able to go to school each day

Without the thought of my ending being a single bang.