Her barren lands now sit naked
Just the signs of her dimise...
Littering
Is...
Tic toc; tickety toc
Goes the hands of time...
Portrait of
Half an...
MOTHER...
What a mysterious word...
They call me four eyes cause I wear glasses.
They call me fat just because I am a little on the...
Everyone wants to be cold
To Show no love...
This nation we call home use to be safe and quiet...
Families are sitting around the dinner table...
His huge love could not
overcome her empty purse...
When you're down
and you want to get high...
I wrote to the sun,
how I rode to the moon...