lunalunaticxo
voices hushed
faces blushed
your steps are rushed-
where are you going?
clap clap
the sound of your feet
leaving the map
where the shadows meet
And you walk and you go
and you talk but you know
you´ll never reach that goal
never fill that hole
As long as the fight ain´t won
the walls still down
and the voices not gone
there ain´t no crown
So you call out fight
hoping you might
for the first time in life
win this war
But you don´t.
You don´t.