A time

I see the sun rise in the morning

and the blue skies up above

i see the green grass and the rose buds

I see couples filled with love

but then i see the guns, and bombs and drugs

and i see my friends entangled

in my dreams i watch them covered in bugs

watching them get mangled

people talk of a time when things were easy

when scraped knees were the problem

i just remember everything was crazy

and i thrust myself among them

i look at my life through these lenses

and act as though im tough

but lately ive learned through my senses

that an act just isnt enough

and as i watch the world grow around me

and watch people crumble and fall

i wonder when did this happen

when did life ruin us all?

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