They go where they want
They curse and they taunt
Yet words can't describe the way they haunt

Near and far
They look for a star
To put a lid on a heart like a bug in a jar

I think a lot
In haste
Trying to blot the thoughts that fill my heart full of hate

Life sometimes brings
Something that stings
I try to forget, remember only the good things

I hear the words of the wise
There is no disguise
And no one will share with us the desperate cries

Below or above
Raven or dove
Truth means war, yet only love...