I could not keep chasing
What would not return the favour,
I could not keep pretending
I was a familiar member.
The culture you propagate
Is the culture that dictates
Who gets left in, who gets left out.
Sidelines are drawn
For those who wait their turn
Clinging tight to a trash-can of memories.
What would not return the favour,
I could not keep pretending
I was a familiar member.
The culture you propagate
Is the culture that dictates
Who gets left in, who gets left out.
Sidelines are drawn
For those who wait their turn
Clinging tight to a trash-can of memories.
- 03/08/17
RSS Feed