Sitting
just pondering
the thought i wont allow to escape
to cause more havick on to this world

Looking
just wondering
the scenery i was about to replace
filing my mind to not show my disgrace

Hearing
just listening
to the noises that escaped their lips
troubling me some to where i am a wreck

Talking
just allowing
my words to ease real slow
afraid it might rub some one off the wrong way

Scheming
just planning
when to make me escape
from the world ive come to hate

There-for to create my own with better impeachable people
the ones you meet the day you die
and wished they replaced the others
the thoughts and words will be kind
no matter the situation
no fighting. bickering. or hitting will take place
at least not on my time