Sickness

Empty threats and broken promises
A shameful taste on your tongue
Your glazed and dialated irises
Have got your personality hung
Who knew such deadbeats
With crimes no one cares to notice
Could ever walk these streets
This modern world is a sickness

It crawls through our skin
Like sirens off department cars
Life's a pity when they blend in
Blackened eyes with abusive scars
Broken glass from beer bottles
Latex to prevent a big mistake
Wanting to be anorexic models

Do we know how many lives are at stake?