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I'm 17
and waiting at the edge of the world
never a gave a damn
but it all came down to one girl
she changed my life
and my vision of peace
she lead me to the light
she lead me to believe
that I could do something
even when I was scared
because I had a heart
and because I cared
my sister I tell you
what I believe
please don't get angry
don't scream at me
I'm just speaking my mind
it's not a crime
my brother told me so and he doesn't lie
or does he
I'm 17 and waiting
for a sign from the stars
to tell me what I should be
to tell me where the hell we are
I think it's all a mess
but it's only a test
to see who is strong and weak
I'm 17 and waiting at the edge of the world
but nobody waits with me
my brother I tell you
in you I confide
I know it must be hard
to live a reckless life
but I'm here by your side
but I cannot do
the destructive things
you want me too
I wish you luck
since you found your calling
you pulled yourself up
but to me you're still falling
dad never wished it this way
but what can I say
I know your gonna leave
and do your own thing
I'm 17 and waiting
for the stars to shine on me
I'm hoping for a miracle
even a hard earned blessing
I fall on my knees
and I pray everyday
God give me something to do or say
I'm 17 and waiting at the edge of the world
but no one stands beside me
On one rainy day
a funeral where I must go
I sing the eulogy
for my brother and his soul
I wish a safe journey
to heaven
I wish him luck as he goes
I wish him well forever
but the stars shined bright today
and now I know
I'm 17 and running
in a class A riot
I'm the leader of a nation
put the gun down don't even try it
we out number you
too many million to one
this country is ours
and we paid blood for it
I'm 17 and fighting
for a love I never knew
I found life exciting
now that I'm living it just like you
brother
standing in the heavens
watching from above
as I carry on your legacy
hope I can help enough
try to fight without mercy
take them down from the core
march into society
even when I'm sick and sore
I'm 17 and waiting
for the fighting to cease
but I'll keep lighting up the fire
as many times as I please
I'm tired of a rating on our pay check scale
pay for the price of breathing or go through hell
I'm 17 and sitting
in a place of history
I'm running the country
but I'm letting the country speak
Wage love, not war
keep us out of harm
let go of misery
because I don't want anyone else
waiting like me.
- by Zanbu Hiroshi |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 08/10/2009 |
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- Title: 17 and waiting
- Artist: Zanbu Hiroshi
- Description: a song from my new "album" called Golden bullets and plastic graves. This is the third son and the youngest of the man who came home from war (In case you forgot me, carry me on, moment to reflect upon) those songs, lol and this is the neo anarchist who is watching his country fall as he is left wondering when it will stop hurting. Forgive me if this offends you, I'm hitting all sides of thoughts with the three kids, so this isn't my personal opinion, alright. ^^ enjoy
- Date: 08/10/2009
- Tags: waiting politics hate murder
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Comments (1 Comments)
- Lost n forgotten Soul - 08/13/2009
- i like it. its pretty good. ^.^
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