Blind

umm i dont know i just wrote wat i felt at the time between doing all this homework for middleschool being 13 sucks cause its fun for me to write about what i believe but then the next day waking up to math at 8 in the morning

Your as blind as a bat

Can't see what i see

destruction hate chaos

it's not a happyland with beds of moss

I guaruntee if you could see

you would start to tear

fatal crashes all started with a can of beer

like deer in a head lights

frozen with fright

taking all your anger out with one powerful smight

killing kids that all they own maybe a kite

Open your eyes

gaze past the lies

look past the abilities to fly

and just try

t look so damn hard you cry

Unable to speak unable to make thought

within seconds you feel like you were bought

dictators forcing people to be taught

there was a thing called free speach

but it washed up dead on the beach

tax collectors acting like a leach

You hide your thoughts till another day

as people look away in dismay

but for now the country is not at bay

it is on a holiday

out on the seas looking for order

down the extremely long corridor

it cries

asking forgiveness

it is surrounded by a mote of lies

they ask me to take it up it isnt mine

I say it is an idea for the blind

Reviews

[M. Amphet Salt]

Hey now this has a good message and theme. Very good word choices, and imagery. It is a nice moral story. Though the structure could be worked on a little. Good Job.