(2013)
08/09/13
fists flying we’re in fisticuffs and there’s no stopping it i stepped in out of place to take
Every thing seems to be changing around me And i’m not sure i’ll be
I want to talk to let you know But I see that you’re dealing, Barely that is, with your own shit I see it in your eyes, In the way you stand
the ground begins to tremble with the power of her anger the choices
The wind blows softly across the meadow carrying the whispers of tomorrow’s sorrows If you listen closely
what do you do when your worst fears are realized when the words you’ve dreaded hearing have been spoken where will you go now that
Have you ever seen the gleaming wight teeth floating by your head Or the glowing red eyes underneath your bed
Most of what i wright comes from inspiration from the world around me What others are
I sit amongst a group of people not saying a word they do not
sitting by a monument tower for those fallen befor us yet do we recognize
i hear people talk all day but they don’t know the words they say It’s like being on auto pilot same routine
Don’t tell me you love me Don’t tell me you hate me Don’t say you
They call her the barefoot princess A princess that despises her royal gown No shoes and
stand up be strong that’s what i’ve always been told keep fighting
The time passes by with the anquish of tears The pain and sarrow are