9/12
You're just another guilt trip
One that I'll deal in a matter or two secs
One I'll contemplate within the next few minutes
Then forgets...
But with this, you will never be forgotten
I stared back, without you being aware
I want to know how come you never tried finding a decent job?
Does it even make you weary when I don't hand out a single penny?
Does it change you if I reach on my pocket?
I got goose bumps..
The sight of your dirty hands
I got goose bumps...
Will you be entrusting your life with that single hand?
I still have these goose bumps...
Perhaps another guilt trip...
9/16
Will you be looking to every person passing you by?
What if there are millions of them?
Will you take your chance of winning their sympathy?
Will you beg for alms? Forever?
9/20
Will what I give you keeps you from coming back tomorrow to this spot?
(Oldest)
I have always had this thought that for some cases, you needed to keep something deadly in order to survive.
