Written wen i was 17;
I'm starting to realize...
With your hand
reach out and...
You represent what you wear,
but don't wear what you represent...
Who We Are
Black or white, religion or race...
The lady in red
greets me...
The wind blows through the green leaves
the cars go by one by one...
They said the day would never come
when the terrorists landed here...
He... standing by the corner,, deranged in red...
she... staring at the stars,, frozen in death's...
The memories that haunt me are those of my own...
All of us feel like dead ends
for the lies just keep slipping...
Every time you look in the mirror,what do you see?
Your sight must not be as good as me...
A child cries in the night
a baby dies in the womb...