What’s it all about
Living to have life
Tread  the waters tight
We’re trying to find light

What’s it all about
Breathing to begin
Finding weathers way
We’re trying to live today

What’s it all about
Heaviest storm begins
Moving forward to give
We’re trying to live

why is it different when i do it?
why do i get messages pouring in,
when you do the same thing?
Why do i get hated on for the things i like,
when i would never do the same things to you?
and why do i let it go, why do i let it slide?

It was a Tuesday
The morning stabbing at my eyes
Uniform hanging on my door
Getting ready for the day
I walked into my mother's room
My brother being dressed on the bed
His oblivion mind
And milky teeth whispered
To me
" She was crying"
and I told him to hush
As I realised how human she was after all

I received a letter today
And tear drops adorned the page
Why were you crying
If the words you wrote , were words declaring your hate
But no words you say
That could ever sway my understanding
For I know your words of hate
have another meaning
And my love I speak your tounge
For I know you simply meant
You love me more than anyone

Sitting with my eyes closed

Trying to block out everyone

All of these people around me

Pressing my hands down

Shielding my ears from it all

Trying but to no avail

The sound still breaks through

And I hear what they say

Behind my back