by: Leitia Jenkins
Eyes are starlights in the darkness
walls soring the call of hate
glimpes or reaction moving slowly
not a sound heard by sight
hudled empty lies with no one to run to...
stabing you up front to confront your regreats
alone drifting in thoughts of the wire
Words are meaningless to society
"change" is the past tense what already happend
dwelling on the past that wasn't ment to be
traveling to see what life ment
Waiting for the wire to connect
by the time the wire is open, the files are empty
loneliness wasn't my path to follow
I respect it by any chos to others...
Suffering a non-exisiting world I was brought in
cursed by a name of shame
a name that god created as golden
only one shall notice me through the crowd
enraptured emotions pressed against my heart
If only I could remember my unsighted self...
what I came for....
what I live for....
what I was created for....
Lain...