When I was a child I had no friends and I got bullied in school. And some people thinks it's funny but I dont think it's a bit cool, and just picking on people for fun. That shit's just fucking cruel. And one day I was going outside and I was walking and all the sudden the boy that bullied me stood infront of me and then we started talking. And then he let me go and I thought it was suspicious but I still went to my friends house and then I saw him stalking. Then He showed up with a gun and I thought I was going to die. Then he cocked it back and then I looked him in the eyes then I started to cry. And then he told me, "it's time to say GOODBYE". And just before he pulled the trigger, the cops arrived. And then I relaxed and thanked God for letting me survive. And still to this day I'm so glad to be alive. But My fear of dieing is still stuck with me and that's the only thing that I cant revive. Aye i Know my childhood is dark and i know its frightening. And this pain that still lives inside pitches my heart with lightning. Aye AK-47 aiming at yo head, we all shooting at you until you drop dead.