What do you see
through the eyes of the beholder?
Will we find out the truth
when we are older?
will we stop and rewind
and just get colder?
will we take chances and be bolder?
I need your help...
I am here yelping
bleeding out in pain
I take it in all in vain
I cut out the bad
and nothing is left
I cry to myself
cuz its all filth