God blind my eyes
that I see not what I've seen...
Ponder:
Sunrise, sunset...
Call me a lesbian. Call me a goth. Call me a Satan...
There's oil on the water with a boom to hold is...
The workmen have a job to do, and run on...
A girl my age
With no friends at all...
Must I remind you everything looks perfect from a...
Must I repeat that it's not always okay...
Media and common sense
An influence far too immense...
Hey people, this poem came to me late last night...
Old George had the greatest farm...
Do you see that child
Sleeping underneath the bench...
We have wars and we fight.
Is that supposed to be allright...
Based of a piece of art which depicts the city and...
I stand...
Glass clouds surround each person
as they primly walk through life...