You changed the colors of your hair
We don't care
You got an A on your test
We don't care

You got a new car
We don't care
You recieved a promotion
We don't care

You ate at that new resturaunt
We don't care
You bought new dress to flaunt
We don't care

Children are starving
Madmen are are carving
Up women they grabbed of the streets
Say goodbye to our heartbeats

Soldiers are dying
Innocent people are crying
we can try to fight starvation
But we are headed to damnation

but you don't care
It has nothing to do with you
just keep breathing your clean air
You have more important things to do

Opa,
It is a word,
But more of a sound,
The sound of
Thrown plates
Hitting the ground,
The sound of
God's cheer
At human accomplishment,
The sound of
Friends together
Stealing away the night.
Opa is expression,
Is happiness in life.

Opa in a name
Of an excellent resturaunt
Nestled in the land
Between dream
And reality
Where the tastes
Of the old
Blend with new
In the seamless style
Of the modern world.
Opa brings hope.

Hope is at
The doorstep
Of my doubtful heart.
Hope for redemption
In forefather's eyes.
That a connection
Can be still made
To my ancient world;
To my own blood,
Soul and flesh.
That I can
Learn to dance
In my own skin.

Opa is possibility
For my motherland
To hold on to life
By the slippery reins
And keep up
With the world,
But not lose tradition.
There is possibility
For me
To reclaim herritage;
To learn my history;
To live proudly Greek

I still think back to the loneliest day of my life
A few weeks after we broke up when you screamed at me on the phone and I said I missed your voice so ******* much
And when I called back you said you'd never wanna talk to me
I was sitting in the shut down resturaunt by the lake, the one we tried to break into and smoked joints wrapped with gum paper
And I said I can't do this anymore, but please stay on the phone
Because no one needs to die alone
And I figured if I downed two bottles right there that I'd make it home in time to lay in bed
I made it home but instead of falling asleep I threw up blood and vile for fourty eight hours
And you never picked up the ******* phone
When I finally went back to school I purposefully failed my science final and the teacher called me into the office
He said I know you're not stupid but are you okay?
And on the way out I heard the girl you spent valentine's day instead talk about how beautiful you looked that night
When I was convulsing in my own *****
I ran to the bathroom with tears falling three days late on my shallow face
I crawled up in a ball until someone knocked and said are you okay
There's no use in lying, I responded I was feeling quite well
And you never ******* said you were sorry for doing this to me
You said it was a lot of ******* and you couldn't understand what I said when you hung up on me
But I know, I know, oh god I know you could