Today

I was inspired by the lasted news about the schools shootings in America.

Today, I let my mind wander,
If today is the day I am going to die,
If someone's gun will shoot me and leave me a goner,
If I would have to either hide
under this table?
Out the window?
Today I let my mind wander,
Would I be another statistic to be used for arguments and debates?
Would I be another kid left to be an angry shooter's fodder?
I sit in this metal chair not paying attention, I'm scared.
The constant thought of a gun in front of my face doesn't make me calmer,
I'm too young to die,
Who would tell my mother and father?
Today, I let my mind wander,
I can't think.