So don't you worry your pretty little mind, People throw rocks at things that shine, And life makes love look hard. The stakes are high, The water's … - Taylor Swift

While you were out building other worlds, where was I?
Where’s that man who’d threw blankets over my barbed wire
I made you my temple, my mural, my sky
Now I’m begging for footnotes in the story of your life

No one should have to go to school in fear of gun violence. Or to a nightclub. Or to a concert. Or to a movie theater. Or to their place of worship. I’ve made a donation to show my support for the students, for the March For Our Lives campaign, for everyone affected by these tragedies, and to support gun reform. I’m so moved by the Parkland High School students, faculty, by all families and friends of victims who have spoken out, trying to prevent this from happening again.

So this is me swallowing my pride,
Standing in front of you
Saying I'm sorry for that night.
And I go back to December all the time.
Turns out freedom ain't nothing but missing you,
Wishing that I realized what I had when you were mine.
I go back to December, turn around and make it all right.
I go back to December all the time.