its complicated

i long for you to be here close

to whisper in my ear

to tell me tales of distant lands

but im the boy who cannot hear

its complicated to say

at the verry best of times

but the flocks of scum cum wade after wade

and make words like fists that cause crimes

in a complicated way

the scarrred story of my life make sense

but all i want is just for one minute to not feel pushed up against the fence

i dont want a war on my hands

i dont want to watch my loved ones fall

but one by one the flys buzz away

and im left the fly in my tower too tall

Reviews

[Cassandra D.]

I liked the whole thing. The title really is perfect to such a description like this one.
I loved it ;)