Nowhere to Go

Stolen Pencil420Stolen Pencil420 Posts: 119
edited December 2003 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
I am watching the rain come tumbling down
Everywhere I go
I am watching the people's faces
The streets cry out for help
Like the girl in the alleyway
Looking for a better life
Like the lonely man in the dumpster
Who only wants someone to call his wife
The Macy's around the corner
Is packed with diamonds and lies
And the teenager talking on her cell phone
Now knows that her father has died
She's scared like a puppy in a rainstorm
With its tail down in between its legs
Thinking they've done something wrong
And now they feel false blame

I am watching the snowflakes
And the children outstretching their tongues
Just to get a taste of winter
And their happiness before it's gone
Just before they fall to their knees
Thinking they've done something wrong

Scapegoats are now a sanctuary
Speaking with harmful intent
Like the teacher who's mad at her students
Because it's the paragraph they forgot to indent

The bilboard on the bridge
Is filled with lies and harm
Saying that the only thing she wants for Christmas
Is a diamond bracelet on her arm
These materials we bring today
Are nothing but cloth and lies
The Macy's on the corner of the street
Doesn't even care that her father has died.
"Trying to be a person you're not is a waste of the person you really are."- Kurt D. Cobain (R.I.P February 20, 1967- April 5, 1994, we love u Kurt)



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  • very nice.
    There have been shows where maybe the whole first half of the show my eyes have been closed. and then you'll look out in the crowd and there'll be somebody totally lost in their head, in exactly the same place you're in. That, to me, is the essence of music

    ~Jeff Ament
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