When the Tide Comes In

Walking through the ashes of a time once loved, New bleakness Life passes strangely enough. See the weakness of a cold spine, twisted and curled. Daughter of the twister, empty vase, another storm in the urn. Where are the principles and morals of a flame that burns. Following the traits with the same footsteps heard. Flaring tempers daring to speak out of turn without thinking first. Wearing a heart on ones sleeve and wearing the shirt. If the shoe fits you wear it while all the others grin and bear it. Who raised us from birth, took care of our hunger, Made sure we were comfortable when discomforts could hurt. Who took away the pain while they were struggling and misjudged. Who took us to school so we could learn its stuff. Indifferent to peers, I'm sincere, I know where I come from. The side with the good blood not the c**** so what's wrong with you what world did you come from, where they cook up cons, the sun's setting now where no light sets on the dark corner of thought, walk through the door, who am I, where's the time gone cos I'm not sure