too much hate, not enough love

I’m tired of being greeted

by death at the door-

can’t listen to

the news anymore

 

don’t want to be

afraid

of walking down the street

and being shot randomly

just because

you had a bad day

 

can’t you see

there is no difference

between you and me

 

I have a heart just like you

I have dreams just like you

and my heart has been broken too

and my dreams have been crushed too

 

I’ve been burned baby

but I keep rising

from the ashes

I keep going

no one can kill my spirit

 

but I’m tired of being greeted

by death at the door-

can’t listen to

the news anymore

 

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