This story poem about how some people may be ignorant and sometimes the best solution, should be to walk away, because if you chose to retaliate most times it leads to feuling further harsh reactions and both sides end up losing.
All Eyes on me
Walking in the halls thier eyes all around me.
Thier eyes are talking loudly
I know that they can see me
In this shameful mask, i wear freely
It doesnt accure to dismantel the hurt
Strip away the veil and begin to live first
Thier watching, judging, snarling and pointing me out.
"Selling your soul to the devil," they shout.
and without a doubt,
I clench my fist and turn around.
I see her leaning in so powerful and tall
But it doesnt phase me
those monsters from my dreams.
Carrying me in an under tow.
i will no longer be released
Dragged down till i drown within,
The tears i have cried over my sins.
I pray, i pray to find my way
To escape what i may...
meaning to just push you
I lose sight and control
She stricks me
Over and over,
Till it could not stop, it countinued.
The pain, the rage i felt insane.
Now i lye there, cold and lifeless
Not a sound in the halls,
the silence gets loud
where They pull her off me
As i struggle to breath
Realizing im not comming back from this
The air gets think
it smells of crimson regreat
Tormented by bruised flesh
When you act upon hate
You leave distruction to stay
Ignorance is not a bliss
Nor prejudice..
it creates All the actions
that stem from hate
If she could have understood
She was feeling the same
And wanting an out, through you
to escape
The reality of thier own awakening
Can not be explained
So they spread the hate outword
To not hold it inward
10 000 knives, jabbing at you inside
everyday you have to hide
Creates this monster,
You're no longer willing to hide
,But no matter your struggles
You can run from your past
You have to own it
And own it fast
Before your rage becomes violent
And its all that you have
You'll make a decition,
you may never take back
Living with that guilt
for the rest of your life.
When their silent stairs, it strairs back
When all eyes are on me, You see.
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