People who are bullies get killed.
People who are innocent live.
I am innocent.
You are a bully.
One day, I might come back with a knife in my hand.
And while I stab you and take your life away, I'll say, 'I had to.'
Then, after it is done, I'll walk away with a smile on my face.
I'll say, 'The serial killer made me do it.'
I'll realize what day it is, and where I'm at, and I'll whisper in your ear
"Happy Sweet Sixteen."