Underneath we are all the same
We all consist of red blood and bones
Strip away our skin and we are all the same
My little brother
He's only 11 but he's seen more violence that he needs
He's seen his older brother pushed aginst the wall and punched to ****** pulp becuse he wasn't a real man
Hes been pushed to the ground by a teacher becuse he had the guts to kiss his boyfriend
My best friend has had to sneak past her parents at night to see her love only to be beaten becuse of the color of her skin.
My brother has covered for me saying the much to large ripped jeans and band t-s were his to hide me from my father
We are all the same but if you are not a part of sociotys standards then you see more violince then ever needed to expiriance.
I want to hold hands with my girlfrind as we walk down the street without the fear
It doesn't matter who you are. we all have the same blood weather youre black, white, asian, gay, straight, trans, funny, depressed, happy, sad, in love single. IT DOESNT MATTER because we all bleed the same blood.

Its been a year since I saw her face. I thought we would never meet again. We were never at war, only the general conflict of love. I loved how everything was, I loved the smile, the dance, the ambiance she brought into the room. A mist of love, the fragrance of happiness that I thought I would never expiriance ever again. That's until our song came softly into my eardrums, calmly I could feel her presence and touch the clouds of beauty that only I can see. If only time could spin back and forth again, maybe we would be together still.