remember, remember
the wish you made upon the st
remember, remember
the promise that you would ke
remember, remember
the dreams that would be tr
remember, remember
the people who matters to y

a signed contract with a stroke of my signature
and a *** of money gone from my bank account

gave me a cheap rent in a city for a year
city full of people whom choose to stare at their phone

where i arrived in a house full of lonely people
each in their individual room with boring fumbles

so different and similar in every aspect of human being
made me wonder if i would like them at all

it's hard to concentrate on which voices to listen to
when they all talk loud as Punch and Judy

they continue to talk and talk, taking my ears
soon i may need some hearing aid i swear

they; complain, tell stories, share experience,
make some rude jokes and bickers here and there

fights and dramas are everyday nonchalant drinks
served either with hot or cold dishes

but in the end i would like to think
we are all a individual puzzle pieces

where we puzzle and wonder over how we can fit in
and somehow manage to get accepted anyhow

making a complete picture of
a house full of not-so-lonely people

do you know
how much i want to **** you
when you ignore me
when i'm talking?

you talk your mouth off
when i lend a ear
so why can't you
do the same?

should i rip off your hair
from your raw skull
just to make you
listen to me talking?

it's your lose
when you ignore me
because one day I will
prove you wrong

i will become
famous anything,
including a very famous
murderer on TV :)

it's little bit scary
that wherever i go
i see a ladder
this invisible ladder
seems so impossible to climb
with all the top people
kicking down desperately
the all the bottom people
who are trying to desperately climb
up
and
up

and it's not only with
social class, politic and war
i see it in family
i see it in gender
i see it in my life
in front of my own two eyes
stuck in my throat
getting harder to swallow
so i stare with my
blurry
blurry
eyes

so can i wish
for any type of power
that would make it
go away without any
sugar coated words and fantasy?
but then again
fruitless wish
never means too much
but i keep thinking
i keep hoping
i keep on
wishing

i endlessly crave it
such freedom that seems to be
corner of my eyes
sniff of my nose
tip of my tongue
ringing of my ears
grasping by the straw
on my tip of the tiptoe
where the invisible ladder
does not exist even in
crevices and cracks
of my mind

There once was a government that order all the ****** case to be solved
To the government, they just wanted this to be done
And so promises were made with perfect slogan to be kept
But such effort were fruitless and it was dissolved
As murders were placed upon the innocents heads
And they were left dangling in the wind with the voices of the dead
And innocent and guilty was all but blurred
With nothing but cold wines of burecrate
And the sweating pores from pressured sociocrate
And when others claims with a single gun anything could be done
To a suicide, homicide and multiple cases of domestic genocide
They were silenced without a thought and no more protest could be heard
And so false witness rose with their vile tongue and a snake as their pet
Sooner or later accusation flew, here, there and everywhere
But I shake my head in a futile attempt of sorting my thoughts
As ****** cases are not binary bases
And they cannot be solved simply with an order from high voices
As government remains blind and present crimes are hidden
In plain sight even from divine gaze and order besides mankind's