Lights Poem by chaos unknown

when the lights are yung
its july 4th and you hear gun shots
and babies crying its a new year
...

its cold and the wind goes thru your jeans u see green blue and red ligths u dont have enough money for what u need
children dreams are broken
if ur 13 or older u are on your on and nobody cares
food is scarce your hungry and u know whats right but u do wrong..
your drunk in the middle of the summer your eye vison is blury
and u forgot what the time is farther time lied and u tried to make time but u coulndt thinking about mixed seasons the temperture is seasonal
....
when the lights shine off and its my turn to settle down promise me that u will sing about me