Stood in my tracks. Because the shots I don't know where to go. because My Chloe and Lily are gone. see sticky blood on freshly cut grass shoes clothes. it everywhere. can’t what's front of me. walk alone shadow. think when I'm at school. speak teachers anymore. Everything everything around is tearing apart. When will this end? can't school hold breath each time brown eyes. Yet control shots. All can do live with it's still up you.