The Progression of an End

There are so many things wrong today,
The summer heat has lifted away
The leaves are getting ready to change their ways
Falling down

Ambulances keep running down my street,
People never seem to always be perfect
And the crowds join hands in their phones
Just to record the moment instead of living in it

The wind keeps pushing me away
The sun keeps setting sooner
I’m not a fan of things coming to an end

Fire trucks are blocking our view
Men keep pushing us back
Saying it’s not safe for us to be there in that moment
And I’ve never been more sure of my safety

There are so many things wrong today
One girl killed another just because of a boy
Just because she wanted him more
And now they’ll never have him

And police cars are stopping us in our tracks
Saying it’s time for us to turn around
That there is nothing left to see here
And I’ve never been so sure of my eyes

The snow keeps kissing the cement like a familiar stranger
The cold keeps me warm from my freezing
I’m not a fan of being frozen

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