YOUR running and crying, <br />laughing and fighting, <br />throwing your self into a <br />fit.. <br />and your freedome is short <br />lived, <br /> <br />YOUR jumping and shouting, <br />pointing and grabing, playing <br />this sad ritual again, <br /> <br />and your freedome is short <br />lived, <br />so you do this again, and again. <br /> <br />YOUR smoking and drinking <br />looking so wasted, so its off <br />to bed....<br /><br />DAVID GERARDINO<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/dirt-farms-and-white-majic/
