the sky above us turning greyer as we cease to amaze the rainfall that covers us,
sparking up the senseless ways turning your common stance into a refferendum,
they judge us once again, bring down the pain that you've inflicted on ourselves.
broken and defenseless you watch the crowd flush upon you and what you stand for.
had of been taken gracefully to pieces you'd get back up and brush away the midst
of the society that you were once apart of and everyone you cared about could survive,
but you got shred to pieces of insecurity and weakness and left to toil for yourself
now that you have left that sky that was once grey is now black because you never fixed the fault...
that you had once called your life.