We wonder what separates us from the others
We wonder what makes us different
We wonder if there is more like us
We wonder if we're just ignorant...
We're all in a room
We're all friends here
We're all wearing costumes
We're all hiding something here...
Why are we so blinded by our interests
Why are we so deafened by our shouts of happiness
Why do we turn our heads away from the horrors of the world
Why do we shut our ears from the desperate cries of help
Because when we do look, nothing's there
Quiet, silence, calmness
Even in the same room we hide things from each other
We eventually kept to ourselves
We eventually don't talk anymore
We eventually became selfish
Our friendships still last virtually
The room exploded, shining lights everywhere
We covered our eyes
We blinded ourselves from the trouble
We shut our ears so we don't hear the cries of pain
We pretend not to see, not to hear and ultimately we say nothing
Our lives remained normal
We went back to business
It didn't affect us
Why Should we care?
We went back to our daily business, pretended nothing happened, but still kicked the bodies with our foot, pretending not to feel anything.
Life was normal
We here things on the news everyday. We think it won't happen to us, therefore we don't care because it doesn't involve us. We grow into this cycle. Every morning we turn on the TV, watch the horrors on the news and resume business as usual. We don't contribute any help, simply just pretended it didn't happen and someone will take care of it. Change that, please, don't ignore the problems, the cries of help.