Mary goes roundA girl I've known since high school
She was always there for me But she wasn't doing me any good there anyway The emotion numbed by her eloping essence that wield me to do good and wield me to do bad An artist in rare form with hands of green and large veins that would excite the little of foe But to use her in turn for buzz or a high or those little kicks is immoral yet immortal She's had a bad time and a long time Mis-used and mis-treated and poked and prodded by anyone with a PhD And especially from the use of you and me Mary goes round and she'll never stop |
ActivismActivism doesn't change what had happened
I still feel your hands on my body I still feel your breath on my neck and your whispers in my ear. I still feel the restraint. I still feel the "NO" I still feels the "STOP" But all you feel is a the steel bars you sit behind. You aren't suffering. You're sitting in a home with a bunch of people like you that you get along with. Activism, speaking out of pain and regression. Activism, is this really working? |