I am Godlike.

Today the school became one, but with fifteen less Gaining only demons, meant to anger, to depress We handled those demons, and rose over our hate To see that finding love was all but too late The ones that had fallen took from us their joy Their sweet innocence of being a girl, being a boy The ones who remained grew old in a day For the mistakes of two boys, the rest had to pay As we look back over the smiles and the tears We know our memories will destroy the pain, over the years Myself, I know, has been dealt an insane hand But I know, eventually, I must take a stand They may call us Columbine─in name we are But the real name we earned surpasses Columbine by far The only name I care about that the media was giving Is the truth about who we are: WE THE LIVING.