When did the world become a place I am afraid to live in?
It seems like everyday instead of waking up to smiles and laughter
I awake to news of death and damage
It's not okay
And it shouldn't be the normal
Hate is never the reason to pick up a gun
And shoot
Anger is not the trigger to a bomb
Frustration is not the blade to a knife
But for some, it is
And others will never get the chance to open their eyes again
Or walk another step
Or say I love you
The answer isn't to hate back
But to live in honour of those who can't
To cherish the fact that you are alive
You are here
And you are important