Originally Posted by Wicky_7

i guess ill post my latest stuff, its more lyrics than it is a poem but here yea go:

Better Off Standing

dragging your feet on the ground
you got a vulnerable target
slower than the rest
only paper protects us

I've only air in my hand
but they've got screws
get me outta here
before I go after you

A cent for a thought
a dollar for another
But I'll give you thoughts
these you couldn't have bought

close my eyes
its over
forever im floating, floating...
find a way home tomorrow, maybe

A pocket full of colours is all I have
get me out
A pocket ful of dollars is all I had
bet me out

A cent for a thought
a dollar for another
But I'll give you thoughts
these couldn't be taught

Find a place for me
for me and the brainwashed
come back to our little tribe
After you get your reign squashed

she says I judge too much
she says I don't see
she says I classify too much
I feel I can't be

Tomorrow I won't get there
Tomorrow I fall
Tomorrow I swear
Tomorrow I crawl

Get up and continues this trek
you didn't start long ago
but you've got ages more of this
until you can let go