Those Sirens
I hear the sirens outside
And they scare me
They tell me that something’s wrong
But just as fast they’re gone
Zooming to help someone
I was sleeping
But I woke up
To the screaming sirens
That scare me
I might be next
I hear too many sirens
One rushes down the street to help the other
It scares me
I don’t want to be next
I don’t want to live here
With too many screaming sirens
That scare me
Because I could be next
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