in my wake
i see shaded shadows in youthful faces
i see how they have aged with hate
hate that's over-rated
i see eyes and smiles
i see eyes and smiles that are understated
i see a new born baby
a baby already out-dated
i see crying eyes
eyes of a starving mother
her child has just died
died of hunger
i see honest lips
uttering honest lies
i see the penniless homeless
begging to the penniless souls
i see mass murders
nations causing war
claiming to heal wounds
wounds that will forever stay raw
i see lovers
star-crossed lovers
gazing at stars
stars that dont even exist no more
i see this worlds life
how it is x-rated
i dont want to watch anymore
i have seen enough
these eyes of mine
these eyes are now sore