Rough Edges In Life

Hate is the spark of the fire

Life is full of lies and despair

Am I suited for the desire to be admire

Can't talk without being heard 

Can't take in opinions without the slurs

This world so cold and emptily for warmth

Damn this cold cough* cough*

Can I step to the light ask why

Why the truth gone when logic prevails in a lie

Believing in god gave me faith and hope

Witnessing the human brutality, how can I cope?

There's no god for a simple significant human being

Those foul domestic scenes

No one there to intervene

Everyone stuck on paper that's green

- Joel Jimenez