I walk through the halls of a nice school
Pretty white walls that seem to be spotless
But the truth is that the people who walk these walls seem to be Godless
Everyday I hear every gripe every groan
About how terrible someones life is
How they feel forgotten and abused
Because they didn't get what they wanted
Some groans are worthy of love
Worthy of prayer
And worthy of concern
But usually it's the ones you don't hear that you need to listen for
You need to listen to that kid who just lost his father
That girl who was *****
That kid who never comes to school because they struggle with their self worth
When all I hear is "My life is so terrible because my parents didn't buy me that car" It makes me want to throw up
These kids are dying and they don't even know it
They live the lives millions would **** to live
Yet when the real problems come around
I try to offer the truth of a God who provides healing
And His name is trampled on like dirt
Yet I will continue to share the Gospel because when they mock my father
I will not be like them
I will be like my Father who loves them more then I ever could