My Halo Turns Off
too often...
[ I only write pieces of my work...]
Cuz the people that
are closest wear their smiles like masks
And the poorest
working hard complain , but never ask
Why the hell they let
their life get so fucking sad
And I’m just here
taking granted all I’ve ever had
And somewhere in the
world there’s a body in a bag
Waiting for an angel
to rescue humans from their wrath
But I know that the
heavens in the sky they only laugh
Cuz we all let a
devil make hell from everything we have
