Poems from Brush_Your_Lawn
I sigh at our generation,
They lose sight at their whole person,
They look to stars and useless charts,
The child inside slowly departs...
Stuck inside a room of lies,
I am pinned with angry flies,
The stench of equivocators in full bloom,
When stuck inside this crowded room...
When I was younger
I came home from school
To play with my Bratz dolls
That looked so cool
When I was younger
I saw on t.v.
These...
It starts as a nightmare
Being pushed into a classroom
Saying goodbye to mommy and daddy
And finding a stranger who looms
In front of...