My Violent Years

In concrete terms

I'll salvage every word

Too scared to exit

And step outside

Regretful light

The talking queen

Outside my silver screen

Reflective eyes and scars, surprised

Turn sunlight

My violent years

I'll make you disappear

Tight fists and scared kids keeping notes on all sides

On all sides

My violent years

Holding back your tears

My violent years

Holding back your tears

The great divide

In due time

Fearful pride

Neglectful eyes