I compensated by taking drigs and playing guitar as much as possible. I still cry when I think about those dark, bleary days of my own life. Things got better, but my innocence never returned. I have now lived over half my life in the shadow of your murder. The world has grown bitterly cold in your absence.
Teenagers now carry guns to school.
All our milk cartons are covered with photos of missing children. Drive-by shootings are common in our cities. Innocent people die every day in stupid conflicts. We are farther from world peace than when your were alive. The harbingers of the apocalypse believe we have reached the beginning of the end.