I am a horse
I have slightly rough hands and pain in my tired eyes
You'll find me in the rain
Tears rolling down my frozen stubble cheeks
I don't want to be a builder
Grey skies on the horizon
Taunt me with fresh miseries to come
The crow; ragged, bleak on withered branch
Barks and mocks me
I don't want to be a builder
Come on everyone
Let's all bark at this donkey of the damned
1 | Spooky House |
2 | I Hate You |
3 | Friends Forever |
4 | Not Mine |
5 | Sinking |
6 | Guts |
7 | Photos Of The Tired |
8 | Different |
9 | Elbows |
10 | Lady |