To all the beaten To all the abused For all the hurt For all the accused This is for you This is a token Listen to these words Listen to the outspoken Those who hurt them Those who are mean Look at whatβs done Look at whatβs keen Some run and hide Some ruin lives They come in sweet They leave with knives This is the way This is how it's done It helps the evil It helps no one Leave the lost alone Leave them to be found Notice the hatred you have Notice all that's sound Look at what you do Look what's been made They show with guns They come with a grenade Taking you away Taking your life Death is the cost Death reaps with a scythe You broke a heart You broke your own Not easily fixed Not as a bone Tell the world Tell its worth Breaking to be broken Breaking this Earth
Written after watching a young boy being bullied on the school bus. All I could do was walk him a few blocks to his house. I couldn't stop it, i was so scared. I wish I had said something in the moment. Afterwards I went home and wrote this.