Making a scene is not difficult at all for me,
I thrive on attention positive or negative...
Their was once a time when people smiled and...
where people did not have anything to fear...
We create war
we support injustice...
Another day, another thought,
Thoughts of the world we live in...
Red hair and a black bow.
Slender fingers and a tarnished ring...
Down in the dark dirty streets lays a man,
Afraid of himself with no one to lend a hand...
Take a sip from this disease,
Any glass you may eat...
The soft noise of the cars outside my window
at 4 AM is just enough to keep me awake...
They say your not cool,
They say you suck...
[[Why do we turn a deaf ear
to those who are hurt...
In this world of evil and hurt
We are made to believe that we are dirt...
Guileless fingers, etching prayers on my face,
blotting out sunlight with whispers of grace...