Cassandra Bauza - THEM

They ruin my day
Make it living Hell
Loud and annoying
They scream and they yell
'Shut up, shut up! '
Scream as loud as you want
Their purpose is evil
To pick and to prod
At your fears and weakness
Till the wound is raw
Bleeding all over
On everything
Till so much is gone
All you see is the color
Blood red and shiny
Your mind can't make
The connection between
The blood and the pain
Try to stand
But you can't
And you wonder why
Then you see
They're laughing
And you can't even crawl
'Poor baby'
'Poor child'
They croon
As you cry
And all you think
is 'Why? '
'Why? '
'Why? '

Cassandra Bauza

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