Set the crowd aflame
Don't let the world watch
They can't know your name
Most definitely not your face
The world is a rush
The crowd shall burn with us
Grab the gas
Grab the lighter
Don't let security know you're a fighter
Your face is scarred
Your hands are burned
Now look at the lesson that you've learned
YOU ARE READING
My poems
RandomI will write my deepest, saddest thoughts here. Warning, you may cry, or scream, or tell someone you love them more then ever. But please don't be angry with me.
