Just something wrote in 20 minutes. Nothing Special feel free to comment and critique =]
What's this feeling of dread
Everytime I look at you
It feels like I'm dead
So how can this be true
The glass seperates us
I try to break through
As each time I fail and cuss
My fuckin' hands turn blue
The imaginary line
That separates me from me
I can't say I feel fine
As blood flows out of this decree
They must pay for their crimes
But what crimes have they committed
When no law has been put in the rhymes
When no one has been creditted
Its all just a game
Its all just another system of pain
With everyone trying to the blame
And theirs no fuckin' gain
So what is that you speak of
These lies of a better tommorow
When theirs no such thing as love
And to the head goes the blow
As we lie here wondering
As we ponder for the tommorow in which we live in
All we can do is pondering
And all I can say to this is Fin
