marikdfa

So now who will help me bake this bread?
Who will be the first to speak and leave complacency for dead?

I've done all that I can on my own
But stagnant minds persist to squeeze blood from this stone.

But I won't bleed for you
I've no need for you
need for you...

Death will be the day I conceed to you.

You boycott your brain
You answer with fists
My question still persists,
You can re-arrange my face
but you cant re-arrange my mind.

You can beat this shell about me
but you can't touch what's inside.

whats inside....