If knowledge is power Up here on our highest tower The closer their glower The lower we cower A mob is the highest power
By Bella Rae4 years ago in Poets
Here again stuck in a chorus Boredom growing like a virus My waking is frivolous Let's leave this mess For another day of rest
The most real and the most terrifying Is the invisible enemy They put holes in my wall to peek Their eyes stretched wide in mock glee
I lead my heart like a prisoner Flesh wrapped in chains So sinister My mind barking orders Like a warden A fresh new pain
