Written by: Tanika Cooks

Say something
Say anything 
Say all things…they want to hear 
Please don’t 
Please listen 
You have time to spare
Is what we’re talking about 
After all
Is done 
You’ll realize what you left behind
With eyes shut tight 
And a mind made up
Up up 
Hold your gun up 
Its your only salvation now 
Time is slipping from you 
And faster then it should be 
But you are not afraid 
Hold your  gun up its your only salvation now
Your hands are trembling 
And you squint to see
Off in the distance 
Two years in the past 
A former self 
With time  to spend considering life
But that time is over and you’ve hastily made your choices