It's okay

The day started, nothing to report
I just got into first class late, got all out of sorts.
Pulled out my text book and started to read
but then from the back of class somebody screamed.
I looked back as quick, as my neck would turn
The crimson splatter made my eyes start to burn.
A shining pistol, he stole from his dad,
now this kid ended his classmates life, its so sad
And we can blame him, but what's the use
He'll always come up with an insane excuse.
And we can't excuse his action, though we try to understand,
I stood up and yelled, "What the Hell, Man?"
And that's when he pointed the gun at me,
Casually, actin like he's really blastin me.
Actually, he's not scaring me, i know he's scared,
just a minute he lost control, and now he's gotta prepare,
to do life in jail, or kill himself,
I could tell that he's scared to go to Hell.
But he can't face his parents, or the press
He lost control, in a minute of stress.

2 lives wasted, in just seconds
One will live in Hell, while the other lives in Heaven
The boy crumbles, falls to the ground
He silently sobs, no one makes a sound.
I look down and see the victim, laying dead.
Beautiful Emma has a hole in her head.
She was an athlete, she was so cool,
She was the envy of every girl in school.
She had a boyfriend, she broke his heart,
And i guess that's where the story starts.
In a moment of sadness, he made a bad move,
Now he lives with it, and he's singing the blues.