So much hate flowing through the earth I dunno where to begin
It's time to tear this wall of separation and treat it like its berlin
Growing up crazy with no direction Like a hand with no point
Some dying from hot lead going the speed of light that found it's endpoint
Others because someone hated a person for their pigment
Every now and then a rose will grow through the cement
I might not be the one but I'm gonna spark someone in this world
Because these demons I'm fighting are in the real world
I feel everything you try and hide from me just from a look
Touch your hand and almost read you like your a open book
Seeing everything like I was there walking with you on your path
Can't battle all this by myself I need the help of my fellow empaths
©droneking
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