Pieces of metal
Flying around
Red flower petals
Spatter the ground.

It’s just like in movies
It’s just like a show
None of it’s real,
Why won’t they let go?

My hands cuffed behind me
What’s going on?
They don’t see what I see
I don’t see what’s wrong.

People are crying,
Don’t they understand?
It was cool, it was great,
It was wonderfully grand.

Should have gotten away
Like characters do
Looking cool with their weapons
And black clothes too.

Just like in movies.