In Question

Graffiti decoration
Under a sky of dust
A constant wave of tension
On top of broken trust
The lesson that you though me
I learned were never true
Now I find my self in question
Guilty by association

Paper bags and angry voices
Under a sky of dust
Another wave of tension
Has more then filled me up
All my talk of taking action
These words were never true
Now I find my self in question
Guilty by association

I wanna run away
Never say goodbye
I wanna know the true
Instead of wondering why
I wanna know the answers
No more lies
I wanna shut the door
And open up my mind




By; Gandhi