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leave me alone let me be
why can't you see I need my peace
why don't you have consideration
for me do you write poetry
it's how I basket weave
I'm trying to create a balloon
to float away to another place
where I can be far away from
the sound of the world it's not
enough brown noise on earth
to drown out the sound of
bombs blasting in the air
all I'm asking for is a moment
of silence I was raised on violence
a wing and a prayer broken chairs
in the fireplace it's cold out there
didn't know pain until I fell
now I know why I was told
not to touch the stove still
mama couldn't save me nor
could she shelter me from
all the trauma stirring in me
I still remember I'm not forgetful
seen the dead can't get the
sight out my head gotta get a
grip on life be careful not to slip
cause I'm always close to the
edge the fall won't be a short trip
when I'm high I can imagine I
can make all the noise stop
for me to get a break then I awake
to listen to the morning come
get disappointed under the sun
all over again then pen away
back to pacify the suspense
