Will This Be On The Test?

there's blood in all of our mouths from tearing everyone down. and I'm dying to hear the sound of your voice. but you seem so far away. I don't want to be a fucking cop. but I'm pretty sure I can tell if something is fucked up. when everyday it's alienation. it leaves no room for communication. let's talk. until the boys learn to listen. and you can talk and I promise this time I'll listen. "We got an education in separation." I'm still learning. we're all still learning that we never have enough space but we seem so far away. I'm listening... if today the ground gives in I hope we won't fall alone