....I’m in the verge of collapsing after the shots wounded my heart
I was in the park when I heard the shots fired my eyes felt the sparks
Was in a state of shock...
...when this happened and I can still feel the laugh that was so vile
Started to run, started tripping over nothing, ran to my house after a mile,
I fell to the floor, didn’t know where I was now didn’t know the direction
Scream toward the floor and got lost in my squeals couldn’t face my inflection
The action dented my face, and trusted my heart on what I used and spent
Couldn’t pop my collar for a dollar cuz I broke my collar bone for a cent

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Now in the present remembering what happened during the past hurt my feelings
Couldn’t hold it too much so became insane I’m falling apart and there’s no healings
I guess I wasn’t right my corrections made my emotions felt so wrong and long
To grasp, so I let it go my ambience and it erupted cuz I was weak and not strong

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I cried my eyes out when the pain in me broke out and it hurt for many years
A century past and my cheeks could still feel the stained wetness of my tears
So as my brain got rough and my skull and cranium broke in my sleeping head
I wish I could go back but I cant now cuz im painless in the grave when im dead...