my home is gettin' strange
in this world full o' change
and i can't tell for better or worse
so i'm tempted to go away
people are wearin' masks
and nobody can relax
i can't tell for better or worse
and i don't know who to ask
riots have took the streets
they say fuck tha police
i can't tell for better or worse
but fightin' ain't for me
we've said again and again
it's not the color of your skin
i can't tell for better or worse
when will it all just end
could be better; could be worse
could be a blessing; could be a curse
could be something i can't see
so i gotta do what's right for me
- Author: Noah Malice ( Offline)
- Published: July 13th, 2020 09:47
- Comment from author about the poem: sometimes it's best to look inward
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 19
Comments1
great piece that clearly most have not understood enough to comment on.
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