Exception

There they go, again Harassin' this kid, so easily His name is Andy, he grew up right down the street, from me I barely know him, though, I just see him at school, while passin' him Usually, followed by two kids, gigglin', in back of him I don't know why, they feel the need to interfere And, I'll be honest, the kid is, obviously, a little weird He's got a stutter, plus, always talks to himself, but it is clear To me, they shouldn't mess with him, he prob'ly wish they'd disappear Like, yeah, he's different, so? He ain't causin' harm, to anyone Yeah, he might annoy 'em, not on purpose, though, he's never done Somethin' intentionally offensive, like these other kids Like yellin', "Stop bein' a retard!", when they see him mumblin' Or, call him a faggot, when he's sayin' somethin' awkward Yeah, he lives with it, but he shouldn't have to, any longer He's just a kid, like any of us, and matter fact Next time I see it, I'ma say somethin', and have his back The next day, ain't any better, they're abusin' him Every day gets worse, 'cause people accept it, as they become used to it And he don't stand up, but what can you do, with that hate against you? You call them out, you're called a spaz, with some anger issues They hear, but they don't listen, senseless They hearin' that bullies are everywhere, thinkin' that here must be the exception But, it's so alive and it's so true, they got open eyes, but they don't view They got growin' minds, that they don't use, and it's pulverizing, our whole youth But, to be honest, most of these bullies don't mean any harm They're just kids, like any of us, they like to be in change They like attention, they just lack guidance, in gettin' it So, they put others down, none of us are always innocent But, that don't make it right 'Cause again, I'm watchin' Andy get tortured By two of his peers, with no reason, in sight And I know, he knows, I'm watchin', he sees me payin' attention And, it's gettin' worse and worse, I hope he knows, that I respect him Yeah The next day, Andy didn't show up to school, and I was nervous He always came to this class, I wondered, what was the purpose? The same class had the two kids, who've been messin' with him But, without a target, both of them just blended right in Twenty minutes later, the class was pretty quiet As Andy walks through the door, he was shakin' and cryin' As all the heads slowly, in sync, turn, he pauses Then, pulls a pistol, out of his front pocket The girls scream, the boys sat there, terrified Nobody expected this, but everyone knew the reason why, and Before anyone could say something, fully Within seconds, two bullets, flew into his bullies More screams, as the bodies collapsed I felt I should say somethin', 'cause I was the only one who had his back I said, "It's over Andy, they're dead, you've had your wish" He turned to me, and said, "You, you were the third, on my list"