(this is more of just writing not really poetry...
Kinda almost messed up my brain...he chases her...

(about David)
as i cri again...

My tears freeze
as I'm just a sitting here...

As time goes on
oh life can be busy...

Girls dressed for the night
getting sprayed with perfume...

Do u see the scars on her arms?
or the pain in her eyes...

Do you know how bad it hurts?
to not be trusted...

He erased a part of me
a part that set me free...

Hidden behind labels
make-up & lies...

Swaying in the sun
splashes of color painted into a green Field...

(i know this doesn't rhyme but i don't care)
I'm getting sacred...

Freedom
is not about where you live...