By Arcassin Burnham
Constant as conscience,
Blind to the fact to be lead in abundance,
Look into the soul it calls in an instant,
We all have demons and all have depression,
No hope for the future , mental break
Society, brings you hatred and brings you
income and its evil,
For more dawns where we could have a
day for completion,
I know that it hurts , I know that it hurts,
I could see It,
Following the rabbit as time comes and goes,
How could judge another thinking what he
wanna think , or what she wanna think, or
what they wanna think?
How could you, throw your belief in the
real away for what you think reality is?
Thought you fearless....