We Grew Up On Columbine
We grew up on columbine
Raised by trench coats
Nursed by 9mm's
We cut our teeth on Virginia Tech
Gnawing on holes in skulls
Wailing at the pain of protruding shells
Growing in our mouths
We walked with Oklahoma
And ran with Sandy Hook
We smoked pot with UCSB
Our laughter in gross harmony with our sisters' screams
And now we graduate with Orlando
Trading royal blue gowns for pale blue ones, open in the back
Trading open hearts for open veins
And pride for fear
But now is when we stand tall
When we lose the friends we grew up with
Goodbye Rodger
Goodbye Eric and Dylan
Goodbye Adam and Seung-Hui and all you other fuckers I've forgotten in my blackout
When we refuse to grow old with our iv's swapped for assault rifles
When we reclaim our childhood
A montage of tears and news reports and somber classrooms
When we say
No more
When we say
We are here
When we say
We grew up on Columbine
But we want our children to grow up on revolution
We grew up on Columbine
But we are not complacent
We grew up on Columbine
Too early and too fast
But because we grew up on Columbine
What?
I would like for this to be a triumphant ending
To a beginning
Laws ushered in with golden horns blaring
But I did not grow up on fairy tales
I grew up on Columbine
And so I don't know
I don't know how we change
I am lost
And the only friends I know are fear and lock down drills
I smile at everyone
Hoping they won't shoot me
But if i smile at a man
Will he shoot into my queer teeth and shatter that homo smile?
Where is my fairy godmother
Where are my three wishes
Because I have them
1) No more hate
2) No more guns
3) Never forget those we've lost
And then
I'll live happily ever after
