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The doll of an urban legend, born on 5th avenue and made in Macy’s Herald Square, threw away her metro card.
In front of me, A board triumphly stands, Despite the bits and pieces of Words that stained its surface. Each phrase a living memory, Still trying to cling to the
I saw the farthest star from here and I knew that was real I raised my hand and reached my finger tips up, out, and past this Earth Until I was one with the rest of the universe Until I was bigger than the farthest star
Everyone is asleep But I'm conscious Insomnia I've got it bad And the door It doens't help Every time the air turns on It begins to batter Smash smash back and foward
At my school I am surrounded by wealth The girls are so beautiful, great outfits, great health Their lives seem so easy and effortless, never a thing to bring them down
This: a whirling vicious cycle underneath
How am I?How am I?I'm fine I'm fighting back rageAt a broken down system I'm crying in painFor accepted ignorance I'm screaming bloodFor everyday injustice
Zombies. Shuffling in a straight line. Thirsting for the one thing. Never satisfied. Zombies. Draw fake smiles on their faces. Everyday the same. They follow the rules, they say their graces.
I walk these ghetto streets to and fro People have come but most of them go Looking around for a ray of sunlight Darkness follows me without the moonlight I have been on this decrepit road forever
Indifference blinds my generation with ignorance, it’s a lack of concern, of attention and lack of interest, for other people, for life, and for God in every sense.
The city trembles under the rumble of the trains under the light of one million sunrises under the the anticipation of one million sunfalls
knowing when to run , knowing when to fly Knowing when to look back, knowing when to question why knowing when to run , knowing when to fly knowing when to live, and knowing how to survive
Cliques are just a form of people who have heartless thoughts , & feelings that you can't bare to think of with their evil stares demon like thoughts surround me every day, the way they move like a pack of cheetahs looking for their prey to fe
ignorant they are higher they get faster they drop blowing a blunt behind the yard soon i hop they hit the grave government strives to get them up ignorant am not straight A's all year
I see through you like clear water Like an absent man's daughter Positive on the outer But deep inside you are a doubter