Idea. Poem by leo conway

It all started with an idea.
Idea's can't hurt people.
Idea's can't kill people.
So why are you dead.
So, i had an idea to kill you.
It was just an idea.
I had a gun in my hand and an idea in my head,
What if i put the gun to your head.
It was just an idea.
I thought, what would happen if i pulled the trigger.
It was just an idea.
Like the idea you had to tease me and call me names
And to make my life a living hell.
It was just your idea.
And it was my idea to pull the trigger.
So, i pulled it.
How can it kill you?
It was just an idea.