fight or flight,

neither for me but can they stop and let other be who they are?

is that too much to ask for or is it hope in an untouched jar?

is the jar of happiness swallowed up in a gigantic monster made of tar?

is their people that are on the move who do not even own a car?

 

take this or that,

a mistake you will make on your own,

well people that is a chance I will have to take,

because these choices of my life is mine to make,

whatever happens in this world is all what we create,

 

there is a girl and she is being swallowed up and spitted out,

inside of her is a fantasy but as for thinking positive she has soo much doubt,

will things ever change or is HATE what this world is about?

a girl she knew killed herself due to bullying and now she wants to scream and shout,

 

nobody knows,

nobody sees,

nobody helps,

and everything is such a pain,

needles rain,

happiness is smaller than an atom grain,

she is like a flightless bird on top of a high bouldozing crane,

the future seems to not exsist and will not be missed it seems dull and plain,

daydreaming is the only thing that keeps her sane