Someday, this smile will crack
Light in my eyes will turn dark
Someday, death will hold my finger
My blood and bone will quietly linger
To lady death, I would’ve to yield my trust
And lie within the blanket of dirt and dust
But before then, before my hair shades gray
I’ll swim beyond the sun and the milky way
Chop chop, I’ll pave my way through any wall
With the force within my stomach and soul
And I’ll be punching my way out of me
Not to be one among thee, but to be free
Really free
We all are aberrant from the ways of this world in one way or another | Sub-Editor at Smartprix.com
