I want to run,
I want to hide....
To grow a shell..
And stay inside
The world is out there
Biting and snapping.....
Like hungry dogs..
With jaws bared and toungues lolling....
The minute I get out
They are ready to pounce...
No one to trust,
No where to go,
Its a world without friends
No haven, no cave
Not a tender look
No gentle smile
Not one willing hand to stay the pain.
Everyone are onlookers
Enjoying the show
Baying for blood
Waiting for the tender sinew......
I want to run
I want to hide
To grow a shell
To stay inside.
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
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