A dark face unknown, a little girl alone.
Eyes watching, lifeless and cold
Ears listening judging the world.
Silent flowers blowing in the wind
Quiet voices no one hears them sing.
Hearts broken they'll never be mended
People cry a life has been ended.
A young woman starving for love
A small boy just needing a shove.
Which long dusty road should we choose
Everything depends on whether we win or lose.
Illusions can never turn into reality
Why if we're different it's an abnormality?
How can people change at the drop of a hat
Will our world ever change,
or will it stay like that?
