(no subject)
You're at the point in life
where you don't understand
how things ended up to now
why happy doesn't stay around
watching smoke's face haunt
of death and satisfaction
feeling that boy's taunt
of love and affection
friends are there. But you are alone
working everyday, waiting for the next stone
The house is empty, the family spreads
No home, for five is dead.
When will August come?
Three years feels so long
Empty visits to the yard
where your memory should belong
Ate. three. oh, five.
Appetite fades, anger grumbles
Yet all emotions contain within.
where you don't understand
how things ended up to now
why happy doesn't stay around
watching smoke's face haunt
of death and satisfaction
feeling that boy's taunt
of love and affection
friends are there. But you are alone
working everyday, waiting for the next stone
The house is empty, the family spreads
No home, for five is dead.
When will August come?
Three years feels so long
Empty visits to the yard
where your memory should belong
Ate. three. oh, five.
Appetite fades, anger grumbles
Yet all emotions contain within.