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I Won't Stop Fighting


I see danger,

And I walk away.

I hear abuse,

And I shut the voices out.

I smell excited teens, ready to spill blood,

And I, all I do is, cower away.

 

But should you think,

Should you ever be mistaken

To let yourself think

That you may lay a finger on

a n y o n e - 

Smaller, weaker, quieter, happier:

I'll help you remember

that you most certainly c a n n o t

 

And I most certainly will,

Make no mistake of it,

I will make you pay:

 

You'll see danger.

You'll hear abuse.

You'll smell blood.

 

Because I'm coming for you.

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Lizaf Asifan

Hey, I'm seventeen, and many of those years have been spent devouring Italian mint chocolate chip ice-cream. I love Italian mint chocolate-chip ice-cream. You should really know that: that I LOVE ITALIAN MINT CHOCOLATE CHIP ICE-CREAM (okay, I think you get the picture now, huh?).

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