Boikot

This morning
I woke up,
in the morning,
anyway today,
I don't feel like it.
I'm not afraid
to open my soul,
nor of slamming doors
or kicks.
Today I have bars
on my windows,
but in my life you
mean nothing anymore.
And I'll see the sky again
and you'll be ten feet underground.
and I'll touch the wind again
and you'll be ten feet underground.
and I don't care
about being locked up
if it had been you
it wouldn't be worth anything.
I'm still alive,
I endured your blows
bursting your misery in my guts.
And I'll see the sky again
and you'll be ten feet underground.
and I'll touch the wind again
and you'll be ten feet underground.
and with all the rage
ignoring the fear
now she's happy
now she touches the sky.
And I'll see the sky again
and you'll be ten feet underground.
and I'll touch the wind again
and you'll be ten feet underground. x 4