SatansAngel0011

Born on a farm That's all I knew Now in a factory I don't know What to do Where do I go Where do I live Can't ride my horse No where to keep him I'm but an old cowboy With my way of life Slowly leaving me As I turn to Industrialization

Machines are here Machines are there Everywhere I look I see a machine People dying People injured All because of The machines

Industry taking over Advancements being made Factories everywhere Farming slowly fading Limbs being destroyed Lives being lost No where to run No where to hide For it is spreading To everywhere From here to there

Sitting there Not talking Not seeing Everyone ignoring me Forgotten who I am No one remembers Who I really am I feel like the Middle Child yet I'm the Youngest No one cares Eyes over looking I'm tired of being Ignored and Forgotten Only my friends Know who I really am

Jessee is sick I don't know why I don't know what I just know she is sick Can't move her lip Swollen beyond recognition She may be a horse But I love her For she is strong For she is noble For she is Jessee

The doctor of Thugonomics His name is John Cena Wrestling every Thursday Give him a FU Then you can Wrestle with me I will still lose It will just be fun

Where are you I don't know where I wish I did But I don't I wish I did For my heart Is with you And I need My heart back

It's 6 am; my eyes barely open Spent the better part of the night Fighting over you in lustful delight Sometimes I don't know what to do Sometimes you're much, much too good to be true And sometimes I wonder if it Even makes any difference to you But no, I cannot give in to The devils crying wolf inside my mind Clawing at my heart through my head They say you'll never be what I need or So desperately hunger for They say it can't be, but can they not see It's already done; I've fallen Deep into this pit of adulation My limbs are bound by steel kisses Your words creep up on me like snakes Slithering in and leaving me poisoned