• Look at the flowers wilting
    The sun going away
    The day has just begun
    And yet it ended suddenly
    As if to skip today
    Could be that the world as finaly tired
    Leaving us all alone
    Alone in our hatred
    Alone in our madness
    Alone in our utter depression
    That seems to plague us all

    The beating that girl took
    To the words that stayed
    Floating above yet to be grasped
    So mundane

    Watching them, so close together
    Their love so unbearble
    Because they turned to one another
    And found what many could not
    Love in the same gender
    Love that many wish to rot

    Whispered lies to the boy sitting below
    Crying out for help
    When he felt so alone
    In lunacy he lingered
    And with tears he tried
    He put the gun away
    From it all he cried

    The violence at home
    It was tearing her apart
    Her mother was a wreck
    Her father was a drunk
    Abusing her and left cold
    So hungry she was
    But nothing could be done

    Through all these troubles
    We sit here and linger
    Listening to them all
    From the press of our finger
    It plays around us
    In more than one way
    But the only one we care about
    Is what's on TV today