Live on concrete
of people passing by...
She stood atop the gold-lined staircase.
Everyone turned and stared...
Left or right, right or left
That's not a choice...
We humans, with our massacres, genocides, wars...
There is always the preppy people who act all...
then theres the popular people who everyone likes...
Left to live alone,
Disconnected from the world...
Everyone is so stupid
they think they know how i feel...
Watch the news.
And look at the insanity...
Fingers twist, bruise my lips
Perusing the ambivalent flat screen...
In my dream I am free like a bird
I can fly anywhere without boarders...
As they grasp the troubles of their life
On sunny days...
Have you ever felt
an evil eye...