Continuing

    It hurts to know the truth, about the lies we live in,

the hate we have for one another , living off a short breath,

im just thinking about how i'm going to make it pass this time.

it's no more love for this...

wasting time wondering whats happening, running from my tongue , 

closing the gates from a saying of just me. 

where did you get this ?

looks like a poet author writing...

no its not but i can be one if only i just stop

lacking on this dream that i'm not even working on...

yes it hurts thinking that you're running but i'm only hiding from getting hurt again.

came so far, life is waiting to hear my story knowing only how to get into trouble,

not having my blinker turn on, going right into the land.

i keep thinking what is wring with this country?

can't say ''my'' not feeling the vibe,

just killing and chasing is going on. 

my mind spoke to your ears , having your eyes focusing on my lines,

thinking what could this be...

following my path; i feel no heart under my skin, after all

the pain this revenge, destruction,madness has cause on the rest of us.

i just keep living on the edge of this rope,

waiting for you to come.