as I hear the wind howl and roar
the coldness made me shiver to the core
as I walked alone in the street
clouds tumbled like sheets
I pulled my hood over my face
and watched police solve there latest case
there were people in white and blue
all looking for a clue
I saw blood marked crimson across the path
and a axe also sat on the path
I continued on down the road
and ignored the boys asking for a code
as they stood in the gate way to my house
I punched one in the face and he skittered like a mouse
and the rest ran off
with a small cough
I walked inside
and ran to my room to hide
for it was me who had committed the crime
and I didn't want to have to pay with my time
I was to young to be locked behind wrought iron bars
and there was no way I could get into one of there cars
so I sat in my room with my sketch book
and drew pictures no matter how long they took
as long as I stayed quiet I would be fine
but it was my time
and it was coming fast
