When I was innocent
I was so innocent
I didn't know what would happen when..
Like a child
Like a baby
In the arms of mummy
Now I understand
Now my eyes
Fade to black
She sees him
Covering his arms
She confronts him
Fire in her chest
She pulls off the jacket
Sees the scars
We see the scars
The scars on his wrist
From the thin sharp metal.
Don't tell me
I don't understand
Cuz I may understand
Better than you
When I was innocent
The world revolved around mommy
And daddy
And their love.
Now they're angry
Always angry
It's always hard to see
Drop the razor blades
And see...
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Vigilante: Poems Inspired By Punk
PoetryHi. This poem book is called Vigilante. Vigilante: a person or group of people that take law or authority into their own hands. Anarchy A vigilantes best friend. Ok Here's the story. Hope you enjoy. Includes anger rant poems Even ones that have bee...
