Black is my skin color but not how I fell inside
Love to do bad things but thats how i ride...
Penguins.
The staples attach each paper...
I got to walk on this hot concrerte
this man made floor hurts my feet...
When the day is done and the wind is cool and...
They say that I live in a fairytale because I...
Warm medley softens
cross and waning eyes that search...
I am afraid...
to etch these words across a page...
I've had my chance
I've had my time...
Craving after a long lifes work
Reality and normality just...
Their emotionless actions of pain,
For only their personal gain...
The soldier stood proud
Over the body he had shot...
Mindlessly slaughtering all that surrounds them
the blood of their friends will eventually drown...