I hope that you would find someone who'll love you like me, And someone who doesn't share my destiny;
I know I'd be broken to see your arms around someone who isn't me, But I doubt if I'll go through that breakdown Considering how soon I'll be only a memory;
Staying silent isn't an option Rather it has became a habit for us, The habit That's letting blood , cries and greenhouse gases To stain our world's beautiful canvas;
Let's raise our voices and let our actions speak for our world