Their eyes stare with judgement
Their mouths curl in disgust...
Every written line has shadow,
every speach spoke sounds hollow...
Old Noble life.
What a dream, where dreamy eyes still linger...
Underneath this veil lies a lifetime of silence,
covered by man-made fabric...
Acknowledge those moments in which a bridge is...
Make sure to remain ever sensorical...
We know everything about you,
where you work, where you live...
What a state our society is in
no respect from the young...
In their chambers they sit,
swimming in the ocean of unhealthy wealth...
Your colours don't represent your feelings for...
They merely resemble the opposite...
The light of things reflected from hearts might...
When the reality of our surroundings pushes us to...
It shouldn't be about the shape, color, or size of...
Lying sleepless in the night
Life seems unclear and unright...