You're Killing Them, They're Dying Note

You’re killing them, they’re dying. 

All the children who want to live, all the adults who worked to thrive, you’re killing them. 

With your stupid laws and hateful speech, you’re killing them.

How do you feel when the children you claim to protect, the children, are dying?

I’m scared, and I’m terrified that I’m going to be next. 

At any day, at any time, I could be next. 

I don’t want to travel because they’re killing me. 

I’m scared to walk near that man who could hurt me, 

because it's people like me who get hurt. 

And when I go to the bathroom and I hide in the stall, 

it's because I fear the voices outside. 

I see people like me 

like

Nex 

Brianna 

like 

Morgan

Daniel

and there’s more 

and they’re everywhere 

and they’re dying. 

I want to walk up to the people who made this happen. 

I want to scream in their face and tell them the truth.

I want to tell them how they make people like me scared for our future. 

I want them to know how they’re ruining lives.

I want them to know how I cry when I think of the things I’m scared to do.

I want them to know that they’re killing us. 

I need them to know that we’re dying. 

The people whose job it is to make the laws to improve the country,

they’re killing us. 

I want to go out, and I want to live life. 

Why does it cost half of my life and a never ending fight to not want to die. 

I could decide to give up,

and they would have killed me

If I decided to give up,

I would have died. 

The people who couldn’t do it, who couldn’t continue to fight,

they were killed, and they died. 

And when the government is so concerned about what is down my pants.

And they tell the world to hate on those who don’t feel like sharing.

They’re killing us. We are dying.