About Me
Your heart as cold as the concrete that you lay
Your mind clouded with the pollution that you make
hide lies from all of us,
the ones you have chosen to die
smother our earth, blacken our skies
your quest for progress, convenient demise
man kind... to whom are you kind?
the peace that you mold is a lie, all lies
our lives float rejected down the stream
they are nothing, not you or me
Aim = mcmaliciousmaryj