Here is a young boy,
His heart has been crushed,
His innocence has already been stolen,
By the gun in his hands.

Here is a teenager,
Death a normality,
Trusting only in hate,
For those he once loved.

Here is a young man,
Believing in revenge,
For a crime he never saw,
Against someone he never knew.

Here is a father,
"Protecting" his daughter,
Showing her the path he chose,
Putting her finger on the trigger.

Here is an old man,
Regretting his life,
Hating himself for all he did,
But all too late.

Now here is a young girl,
Who lives far away,
Who doesn't understand,
But knows she is hated.

People avoid her,
Afraid? Or unsure?
The garment on her head,
Fills her with shame.

This girl never touched a gun.

The boy did not know what he was doing.

His daughter doesn't want to ****.

But it is too late now,
Society has grasped a concept,
And it's claws dig deep,
It won't let go.

Everything falls,
                    everything dies.
Nothing last forever,
                nothing says we can't.
Something can prosper,
                   someone can believe.
Believe in power,
             believe in yourself!

So...

You are you,
                       and
                              everything you are

can be done by nothing with
something called believe.

Lets raise a black flag for the dark times we've had
And let the white one burn because it is our turn and we'll never surrender again
And then we'll dance in tears of rain
And wash the fears away
For our troubled minds have found refuge in words
Our screams were never heard
So we turned into birds
For we just long to belong
So we migrated
To a home we created inside our heads
They will never care that we had to tear
Through flesh and bone
To take control of our minds that owned
us
This home doesn't exist
Its a figment of our imagination
But creation
Is the only thing keeping us **alive