Our failures have been turned into free entertainment
Our pain is on display
I've questioned, fought, and rebelled
They won't pay attention anyway.
Truth is screaming and burning their skin
The least noticed people understand
They've taken the whole brunt of it all
The homeless girl, the drunken man.
People that have suffered the most
People that walk to valley of death
Bystanders whose story we don't know
They watched loved ones take a last breath.
Hunger, pain, killings, ignorance
The last happens most of all
As long as it doesn't directly affect them
They stoop higher as we fight to crawl.
I've never felt so singled out
So different than the rest
But this time where I'm most different
Is when I am the best.