It woke me during the night,
It was cold and lonely...

One mistake.
One cut...

You told me not to cry,
But why...

The scent of the flowers that bloom,
At the edge of the garden, I can dream...

Filthy decisions, scary tactics,
I don't know what to do...

Breeding ground for the hate,
A slit in the wrong direction...

Burning cataracts in the
Eyes of a little one...

Walking through a draft of nameless streets,
Everyone looks identical, everyone looks the same...

Tap dripping to the beating of my heart,
And the rush of hate filled emotion...

One year of happiness,
To add to the times before...

Eyes dump buckets of shapeless fluid,
Onto the surface, attempting to break free...

Smashed and worn,
Pailings falling, families breaking Down...