No more tears,
only smiles shall grace...
Erode away the soil, let the nutrients become...
Make the meat putrid, and all the livestock...
Have you ever wanted someone to stop talking to...
Filling you with their opinions...
Nobody has ever asked me
what's like to be myself...
Black coal sizzles
upon rocks of uneven...
I found the street in daylight,
walked on its moss-throttled flagstone...
Draped in shadows
he wept for the days...
I hated that I only got to witness
the real you under the mask of...
Freedom
to become...
Academic subjects he thought were a Bore,
Those tests taken that made the mind sore...
My dreams are my torment.
Would I, could I be strong enough to try...
I've always heard of the term "daddy's...
but I never identified with it...