Today is the day,
Lost in the fray,
But no longer, after today,
Because I will go away.
When the flowers bloom in may,
I won't see them, that day,
I won't see them grow from the ground,
From the light of the sun's ray.
Everything is in my way,
And everyone just seems so lame,
A collection of hive minded people,
Proving to be nothing but sheep,
Lost in the heap of shit,
Always hit and miss.
White lights turn red from anger,
Depression housed in me like an emotional hangar,
They say you shouldn't do dangerous things, but life is a danger,
So should we all just opt out?
