Exception - Token

There they go again, harassing this kid so easily

His name is Andy, he grew up right down the street from me

I barely know him though, I just see him in school while passing me

Usually followed by two kids giggling in back of him

I don’t know why they feel the need to interfere and I’ll be honest

The kid is obviously a little weird

He’s got a stutter, plus always talks to himself, but it is clear to me they

shouldn’t mess with him

He probably wishes they’d disappear

Like yeah he’s different, so?

He ain’t causing harm to anyone

Yeah he might annoy them, not on purpose though

He’s never done something intentionally offensive like these other kids

Like yelling «stop being a retard!»

when they see him mumbling

Or called him a faggot when he’s saying something awkward

Yeah, he lives with it, but he shouldn’t have too any longer

He’s just a kid like any of us

Matter of fact, next time I see him I’mma say something and have his back

The next day ain’t any better, they’re abusing him

Everyday gets worse 'cause people accept it as they become used to it

And he don’t stand up but what can you do with that hate against you

You call 'em out, he’s called a spaz with some anger issues

They hear but they don’t listen, senseless

They’re hearing that bullies are everywhere thinking that here must be the

exception

But it’s so alive and its so true

They got open eyes but they don’t view

They got growing minds that they don’t use

And its pulverizing our whole youth

But to be honest, most of these bullies don’t mean any harm

They’re just kids like any of us, they like to be in charge

They like attention, but just lack guidance in getting it

So they put others down, none of us are always innocent

But that don’t make it right, cause again I’m watching Andy get tortured by two

of his peers with no reason in sight

And I know he knows I watch and he sees me paying attention

And It’s getting worse and worse, I hope he knows that I respect him

The next day Andy didn’t show up to school and I was nervous

He always came to this class, I wonder what was the purpose

The same class had the two kids who been messing with him

But without a target, both of them just blended right in

Twenty minutes later, the class was pretty quiet

As Andy walks through the door, he was shaking and crying

As all heads slowly in sync turned, he pauses

Then pulls a pistol out of his front pocket

The girls screamed, the boys sat there terrified

Nobody expected this but everyone knew the reason why

And before anyone could say something fully

Within seconds, two bullets flew into his bullies

More screams as the bodies collapsed

I felt I should say something 'cause I was the only one who had his back

I said «It's over Andy, they’re dead!

You had your wish!»

He turned to me and said «You?

You were the third on my list»