It's so cold ... when it's not fair..
like you're reaching out for no where..
you reach out for something .. then slapped on the hand..
like searching for hope in the middle of sand..
why is it so unfair..
why our souls should always bare..
why turning the lights on.. in the middle of dark nights..?
turns out to be so outright !!
it doesn't show.. no it just flows
puts us on fire from the inside..
tears fall down when pain glows
were wounds would just open wide,,,,,
