Ideas shining from the folded paper
Not asking for much just a simple favor
But they disregarded it like its a sin,
a danger

I wanna make a difference that's all
But it feels like I have to climb a brick wall
I grew up thinking I'm big but they look at me like I'm so small

Aren't we friends... a family? but no we are
just a lost mop
Trying to get our voices to reach them
before we drop
Throwing a scramble of the future to the can
Seems to be our job

Swapping the truth under their eyes
They throw us a brush and order us to clean
Ourselves from the lies
My creativity became a child that cries

There are 7 billion people, each one of us matter
Calm your temper we just wanna be in the chapter
When they do listen to us they mock us with
laughter

Throw us in jail, cut off our tongues
You won't stop us there, we still have our lungs
We will be climbing that ladder each of its
rungs

We will leave our footprints in this earth
Our minds, our ideas will be of worth
Each of us were made of something great
Since our birth

Don't let them stop you from being amazing
you have the ability to prove them wrong
and leave them gazing
Within your heart lies a fire that'll
never stop blazing