As teardrops fall on this moonlit night
I find myself wondering…

Who am I to live and love?
Who am I to take away?
Who am I to know the pains of others?
Yet they do not care…
For mine

Every tear shed resembles pain
Every word cried is a shout for aid
Yet few can be answered
By me

Every day another is lost
Every day another is saved
Those stuck in the middle
Have always had to deal with the pain

If some one believed
That the world could change
Then maybe we wouldn’t have so many die
So many gone
So many have passed on
So many lost to the ones who still care

So many have died
For the things they believe
So many have killed
Just because they are different