Andy's Poem

March fifth two thousand one

There was a kid who had a gun

He finally decide he had nothing to Lose

People all over saw him on the News

2 people Dead 13 people hurt

1 stupid decision cut 3 peoples lives short

He is getting tried as an adult he is a 15 year old kid

He is sorry He is sorry he should never have done what he did

He thought nobody liked him he got messed with everyday

He didn't like Santee and he didn't want to stay

He would hurt emotionally bruised to the touch

For every one person who hated him 4 loved him very much

He didn't find that out until it was to late

If he had a time machine he'd go back to that Date

Instead of shooting a gun he would shoot a smile

But now it is too late 2 people Dead

One locked up wish someone said

They loved him instead of making him feel dumb

Santana High still and numb

A nation is sending out their forgiveness and sorrow

But he will be locked up today and tomorrow

That kid screwed up with something that shouldn't ever be

That Kid well … That Kid was me

Charles A. Williams