revelling the thought of solitude.
staring at the space in between
searching for a niche
and leave behind this routine

learning to find ways to exclude
leaving behind things i need
scorching all the memories
of all the things ive seen

limited by restraints of society
so my complaints will not be heard
drunks preaching sobriety
cheaters preaching
preaching they've been hurt
Last edited by Trudenter at Dec 27, 2009,
like the workding, great message, a little short, but still, eye and mind catching, very nice
Sorry if Ive offended some kind of Punk God I should brush up on my Commandments of Punk maybe copy down the Punk Bible a few thousand times so I don't forget again sorry for my error O Punk Master Of All Things That Are Punk .