Kids running and running and running
Kids Spinning and spinning on the merry-go-rounds
Kids Sliding down on the slide in the park
Kids screaming and chasing butterflies and ice cream trucks
Kids singing along with the dress up dolls dancing around
Kids having fun and fun and fun

On the other side
It’s a different storyline
All over the news
A coverup a propaganda
People acting everything is fine
A mask and a big fat lie

On the other side of the town
On a Monday morning everything turned around
Kids running and running and running
Kids screaming and screaming
Kids hiding from the gun shots being fired from the active shooter in the school’s playground
Kids crying and crying and crying
Teens calling their parents while bleeding
Some already saying their goodbyes while still praying

In a place where people told us
We can dream big and be who we would like
In a place where people told us
It’s a safe place with no judge
In a place where we start to bond
Make a friendship that’s supposed to last for a lifetime
Everything crashed down and down
In the name of freedom

Laws for people hiding who they are
Laws for women’s body, beauty, and how much they cost
But no law for the gun shots being fired
No law for the innocent souls that was lost