Tired
Tired of overshadowin lies,
Of pleads and unheard cries.
Of the world we live in,
Of the way we with it spin.
Tired of all the politics,
Of the political hypocrites.
Once peaceful and green,
The world is cold and mean.
Tired of all the needles rules,
Of people always acting like tools.
Social order is barbaric,
Heartless and colder than the artic.
Lies surround is like air,
Within us it has it's lair.
We let is take our sanity,
Caring only for self and vanity.
Copyright © Hector Leyva | Year Posted 2011
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