2012

i got my blanket back

i got my blanket back

but 2 souls are taken

2 more are gone

i could have known them

i could have shared

but i just close back up

close back up and dig a hole

to hide in

time is provoked

time is lost

given to the poor?

no, just wasted away

what is with the mindset

of this generation

not losing but wasting and on repeat?

what would our parents say

if they really cared?

what would our parents say

with their arms crossed, jaw barred?

what would our parents say

to us, the ones who had it all to spare?

were we really ever truly aware of what we had?

we must press on

we will move on

but we will never trespass on

forgetting each other

so much to build on

so much to grow on

nothing will break this strong

family apart

we have too much heart

we'll go so far together

alone together,

together alone

as long as we we realize there's something, something irreplaceable

that we own

something we always have shown

in our fortress of make-believe,

but never to be confused with

a make-believe fortress

there's always more to add

there's always more to say

but all good things must come to an end