• poetic_picassa 10w

    Sticks & Stones

    Sticks & stones
    May break my bones
    But words do actually hurt me
    My ears ring like phones

    I searched through the clouds
    I Wana dive in clouds
    But I fall through
    And I stay away from crowds

    Why do they whip me
    Why do they Lynch me
    Why do you hate me
    This is a lynching modernly

    I just wanted to be free
    In a world that's not free
    I hoped for a vision
    In a world that refuses to see