Poems - Shierlar

a little cry

We always do things to hurt ourselves

Let me delve into one of these hells

I mean we feel such pain then do it again

And

It’s crazy, you know, bit still the same

We burn ourselves then cry out in shame

‘coz we did it to ourselves, there’s no one to blame

A sunburn, a bruise, a bump on your head

And one day we’ll be dead, but it’s all the same

One person’s got cancer, another has aids

Another cries out for mercy then fades

His soul goes up, his life is gone

His eyes still covered by designer shades

If I go on I’ll go on for so long

So much to say about the people these days

They just, I don’t know, I can’t explain

Go against the grain just to go against the grain

"Is it for fame?" "No, no way!"

"Do I know who I am yet?" "This world’s a game!"

It’s what they say, what all monsters believe

But what if they’re right? That’s how it seems

to be right now - people I don’t know!

I’m just gonna end this line then go..