Innocence kept so long
But so easy to prong
Who gives the right to steal
With just one spiel

Opened to the power of sound
The dark side of the mound
Incisions, gloomy days, and acting
A complete flop in understanding

Could the mind just have been prey
To another soul in the fray
Or just at the wrong place
In front of the wrong face

It mustn’t be anyone but their fault
They deserve no exalt
But can repercussions be made
Or just let the feelings fade