We wonder what separates us from the others We wonder what makes us different We wonder if there is more like us We wonder if we're just ignorant...
We're all in a room We're all friends here We're all wearing costumes We're all hiding something here...
Why are we so blinded by our interests Why are we so deafened by our shouts of happiness Why do we turn our heads away from the horrors of the world Why do we shut our ears from the desperate cries of help Because when we do look, nothing's there Quiet, silence, calmness
Even in the same room we hide things from each other We eventually kept to ourselves We eventually don't talk anymore We eventually became selfish Our friendships still last virtually
Suddenly, The room exploded, shining lights everywhere We covered our eyes We blinded ourselves from the trouble We shut our ears so we don't hear the cries of pain
We pretend not to see, not to hear and ultimately we say nothing Our lives remained normal We went back to business It didn't affect us Why Should we care?
We went back to our daily business, pretended nothing happened, but still kicked the bodies with our foot, pretending not to feel anything.
Life was normal
We here things on the news everyday. We think it won't happen to us, therefore we don't care because it doesn't involve us. We grow into this cycle. Every morning we turn on the TV, watch the horrors on the news and resume business as usual. We don't contribute any help, simply just pretended it didn't happen and someone will take care of it. Change that, please, don't ignore the problems, the cries of help.