And once again, I find myself against the wind. <br />The way it’s always been. <br />I don’t mind. <br /> <br />Pushing through the crowds, choking on the cloud, <br />I dont mind <br /> <br />If it means I won’t be around. <br />When it all comes down. <br /> <br />All the people speaking <br />Their opinions and their feelings <br />Like they really have a reason <br />To be breathing <br /> <br />All the people lie <br />All the people cry <br />All the people die <br /> <br />Everything is falling <br />The end calling <br />All the people preaching <br />Now praying <br />Now crawling <br />falling<br /><br />David Sabo<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/hatch-2/
