I had this one friend, she was German, she was a lot older then me.
I use to watch her kids they were 16 and twins, they molested my niece who was 9.
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The moons eye has been blackened.
She looked so wrong when I saw her last.
But I know, I know, I know.
I can't save her, I can't even stop it from happening again.
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Put it in reverse.
Hold up, say what..
Grievances splash and wash over me.
But it does no good.
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The ghost walks upon empty and silent streets.
Permanently embedded in a picture.
Oh so lonely.
Oh so lonely.
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Have you ever had the feeling of embarrassment?
How did it last long?
What if it never went away?
Stuck in a environment where your always looked down upon.
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I was born on the wrong side of the tracks and there is no going back.
It's like hey as a matter of fact.
With the shallowness only skin deep.
A rebel with a cause.
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There out to get me.
Those are words said to psychologist over and over again.
Maybe he's not so crazy after all.
A realization stirs.
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No respect for intentions.
Honest or not.
A welcome sign on the doormat.
But enter only if the requirements are met.
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A gruff old man with his thumb out.
Walk the dusty trail.
In debt to no one.
The land is his playground.
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Disappearing off the map.
A question mark.
The sign reads where did he go?
Well I just don't know...
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