ElizabethBrooks

So many questions on my mind, Why are all those people blind? How come there's so much rain? Where is all the grain? Why are so many people alone? How come they don't find a home? Why is helping never enough? Because the times are rough? Why do they cry? Why are we too shy? Why is there so much pain on earth? How much is all this worth? Who was the first one to start a war? Who is forcing women to be a whore? Why is there so much anger? What's so bad about being a ganger? Why do so many people die? Who says the afterlife is a lie? Why do some parents abuse their child? How come people are like animals: wild! Where did the feeling „sympat

I see your desire, It burns in your eyes, Just like fire. You caress my cheek And even by this simple gesture, My knees get weak. Turning away, I try not to sway. We shouldn't be doing this, I was his, For so long, Now it feels wrong. Avoiding your gaze, I try to blink away The haze. I want you so bad, Thousands of thoughts Swimming in my head. As I want to leave, You grab my arm, I almost let out A sigh of relief. Your fingers under my chin, You force yourself in. Can't hide the longing In my eyes, You see past the disguise. Knowledge is spreading on your features, How could I be so treacherous? Exposing myself to your sins, We're sti