I hope this strikes a nerve in you
To tell you that yes
I have blood in me too.

Someone was shot today
Execution style on their knees
Weak and unable to live on their feet
For fighting for what they believe.

All anyone ever wanted in life was peace
If you close your eyes like Lennon said
You'd see more than you would with them open

Black
White
Asian
Hispanic
Russian
Cuban
I don't care what you are

We all bleed red.
If it's blood that is  needed to be spilled to show

Then take it from the history books.
War shouldn't be all we know.

One day I want my babies to feel safe
And have friends of every race
And love the color of their blood,
Not just the color of their skin.

I want them to love the person they love
Because their personality is colorful.

I don't want them to care about equality
Because we're all God's children
He put us all here.
Isn't that equal enough?

Lest we forget this Remembrance Day
The sacrifice of those brave men
Their blood spilt on the battlefield
Their lives given to protect us
Their lives extinguished to sand us

Lest we forget our fallen troops
Who lay dying in no mans land
Who's blood gave life to the poppies at Flanders field

Lest we forget our true heroes
Lest we forget our protectors
Lest we forget our guardian angels
All gone to be with God.

They never know who I am
They never see us
It's not so wrong
But I just can't handle it
It is hurt to think and walk with it
I'm the person who beside you
But they never know
It is a song that they never heard
It is a taste that they never know
Why can't you hold my hand there
Why can't you beside me there
Why can't you hug me there
Why can't you look at me here
Why do we need a space?
You and me are we
It is love, but
Why can't we say that we're in Love
Why should we hide away
Why do you just stand and breathe softly like without me
Why do you just walk in front of me
Why don't you call my name
Why don't you tell them my name
Why can't you show me
When can you show them
Why do we got a love that is homeless
It might be like a secret love song
But what I feel is more than a song
You're not someone's baby
I'm not too
But why I just have to stay and watch you walk with so many heavy reasons
Tell them ene day
Unseen Yours

Under the orange
street lights
it's 3am

Longing to find him,
she skulks alone
in the dark

And as London sleeps
her cries go unheard
by all but one