Treasure Island

David Sabo

(December 2nd,1990 / Oklahoma City)

Hatch


And once again, I find myself against the wind.
The way it’s always been.
I don’t mind.

Pushing through the crowds, choking on the cloud,
I dont mind

If it means I won’t be around.
When it all comes down.

All the people speaking
Their opinions and their feelings
Like they really have a reason
To be breathing

All the people lie
All the people cry
All the people die

Everything is falling
The end calling
All the people preaching
Now praying
Now crawling
falling

Submitted: Monday, December 07, 2009
Edited: Thursday, December 24, 2009

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