Many people do not accept the contents of these poems. Please do not judge me based on these poems. baby, why do you cry is it cause all people die is it cause war is upon us is it cause homeless surround us
baby, baby, i can make it better just trust me to make it better why did god curs us like this im not sure he really exists
Why did god make colored skin why did god make fat and thin why did god make depression why did god make me?
baby, baby, i can make it better just trust me to make it better why did god curs us like this im not sure he really exists
Why do you cry at night Its because you know the truth how is this a world worth living for how come god can be so cruel
Ok, and here is the next one: Here in the shadows i stand In my imaganary land Shifting fingers through the sand I can live with myself in my imaginaged land
I feel free not forgoten but eventually i drift up out of my mind Waking to alarms and cold only thing i have to hold
Freedom rages inside me but in my country i can see that there are chains on everything My only escape is singing
I feel free not forgoten but eventually i drift up out of my mind Waking to alarms and cold only thing i have to hold
Every day i fight the black wave Prozac does only so much good you can hold the tide you can only run
I run and rum but still get swamped burrow again into my head to stand in shadows again
19 years & 7 days ago
