If i was forced to say goodbye
I had a pen and paper
A cool metal desk
Four walls and a roof
Bars beside
Heres what i would scribe
I regret nothing
I grew until they covered my sunlight, choked the water out, failed to share the oxygen with me.
Greedy
I chose my way to this place, perhaps upon a path not regularly taken.
I will not lesve without just retaliation, but i give my soul to you, not to god, but you, for my existance i tempory until,
You carry me forward upon time
Apr 15, 2013
Apr 15, 2013 at 10:48 PM UTC
If i was forced to say goodbye
I had a pen and paper
A cool metal desk
Four walls and a roof
Bars beside
Heres what i would scribe
I regret nothing
I grew until they covered my sunlight, choked the water out, failed to share the oxygen with me.
Greedy
I chose my way to this place, perhaps upon a path not regularly taken.
I will not lesve without just retaliation, but i give my soul to you, not to god, but you, for my existance i tempory until,
You carry me forward upon time