Denny

I stay by the door, my face a savage hue, the hurt is swollen raw, brook no sense of ease, don't expect to Queue, will never say please, am not defined by chores, waiting here in gloom, everyone has a clause, it’s hard on every street, no one hears good news, we have no drums to beat, I still clench my jaws, think of a life anew, sweat in furious noise, won't shout and scream, spitting out a spume, only fools take heed, can you hear them roar, losers blow a fuse, all we've beeen taught, rests with you.