by Arcassin Burnham

Spacing , Pacing , contemplating,
broken races,
fractured faces,
lives lost in a society that doesn't give ****,
Everywhere is God but everywhere is Satan,
what your faith is?
empathy has busted out the scenes for people that'll over lend,
Been down my whole life and it seems,
That there's no one I could trust,
Pick your friends,pick your enemies too,
Sometimes I wonder what's wrong with us,

The soul in me has no time for your ****.
Have to hurry up and live my life before end.
The sorrow doesn't impact you the way you think.
The Soul in me has the power to rethink.