Alone

Alone i feel
In a crowd of peers
A generation that has fallen from the thrown
There eyes judge the world
And their tongs sharp as butcher blades
They know no control
In ignorance or knowledge
They let loose word more damaging then a gun a blade
Which is were the victims seek refuge
The victims who have passed exhaustion
Who have lost their will lost themselves
In a era were there is no escape from eyes of a fallen generation
Only the extraordinary pass through unscathed
The rest have the marks to show a struggle for life
So alone i nurse my cuts and bruises waiting for then next to appear