One bright day in the middle of the night Two dead boys arose to fight Back to back they faced each other Drew their swords and shot each other Two deaf cops heard the noise And came to arrest two bad boys.
People think your happy. When your really not. That pain inside never goes away. Waiting for someone to notice They never do. But you keep that smile on your face. Cause it's the easiest thing to do.
Just Another Day There's always something Going on inside A conflict That can't be resolved But it's another day Another war to be won Another battle to be fought It's another day
This is a free verse So I do whatever I want There doesn't have to be a meaning Thou That was thrown in for effect The poem shalt be endingith Buhbye