Ratings

My life can't close itself in a hole,

Can't vanish in the sad waiting list of those who have lost before they've begun,

Of those who haven't gone beyond the gates of an imposed normality.

Forced hate, i wish i had never met you.

Tears of boredom, snapped nerves, instant horror.

I see my body move from one cage to another,

I spend my days cultivating apathy, disinterest, suffocated violence.

I feel offended and inoffensive, a headstone stuck in cement - a broken candle.

Hanged in silence, the disappointment is reciprocal.

Kicks in the teeth, everyday, explode in your houses, in your schools, in your streets...

A increase of "culture" - an abandonment of feelings.