Room clash
Struggle for cash
Give me back my ash
I'm turning to be a rust
Why the years passing so fast
This life might not even last
I'll crush at nine
Silence, silence
Listen, listen
Your word's keen
Truth can't be seen
Peace not war
Grease from the car
Shouting, screaming
I don't want a pain
Don't hurt me again
Dumb all
Ink slovenly wall
Faces with coal
To be heard is a goal
Justice is a crucial, stupid gender role
It's not fair, it's way more cruel
The devil's breath
Will call you, haunt you down
The place of death
Will pretend it's a safe town
The bird in the box
Will hide your eyes 'till dawn
Silence, silence
Listen, listen
Your word's keen
Truth can't be seen
Peace not war
Grease from the car
Shouting, screaming
I don't want a pain
Don't hurt me again
YOU ARE READING
fit in fifteen
PoetryThe happiness we share is small But the memories will live in me for aeons We're just congenial and normal What could possibly go wrong?
