4 Tha Y's Poem by sean north

Always disenchanted
wasn't what you

Wanted

Till it up and leaves you
with

the whole place still haunted

As its clinging to the creepers
being swept into the

Shadows

It's been fooling all your
hours

and misting up the windows

Is always something wrong now
and always something

Broken

With your hollow empty eyes
you

have more than spoken

Seems i'm ok
Seems it's alright
Looks like its dead
See if it bites

As anger looks with hostile
eyes spits out broken words

Lies

Wears a smile as it's
disguise

maybe there's some words left

4 thA Y's