I have no clue what to do
all my life I have looked up to you
all my life I have wanted to be like you
because you were my role model
and now I don't know if I can take it
you, just being you
you being perfect in almost every single way
and that makes me look at my self,
I'm not prefect
pssshhh
I'm far from perfect
just looking at me and you ca see flaws
then you look in to my life and there are more flaws
look into my minds and there are more and more and more flaws
and i look at you and
I feel ashamed of my self

Close your Eyes, See my World

Close your eyes, close them
and imagine
my world

I am sitting here in the dark
watching, waiting, hoping, praying,

I am watching
the gloom and the darkness
the depression and the death

I am waiting
through the solitude
through the fear
through the uncertainty

I am hoping
for all this to end
for me to be strong
for my family
for peace

I am praying
that there will be wisdom
that there will be deliverance
that there will be peace
that I will wake up tomorrow
I am praying for you
I am praying for you

I am living in a world of evil
in a world of
rape
murder
theft
fury
malice
deceit
I am living in a world of genocide
a world of nightmares

I walk down the street and I see
burnt houses
empty children
dead parents
injustice

I must keep walking because I must survive
I must survive because I must remember
I must remember because I must tell our story

For you can open your eyes
you can forget
you can wake up

but I can't this is my world

my nightmare
and I can't let you forget

I Can Sense The Silence

The Silence is to loud,
in the silence I can hear.
The screams of the dying,
the roar of the fires,
the shouts of the belligerent,
the detonation of the bombs,
the death of the innocent.
The Silence is to loud,
in the silence I can smell.
The smoke from the fires,
the rot from the bodies,
the sulfur from the shells,
the tears in my eyes,
the death in the air.
The Silence is to loud,
in the silence I can see.
The painted machetes,
the passiveness of the world,
the remorse for their heritage,
the anger in the belligerent,
the death in the eyes.
The Silence is to loud,
in the silence I can taste.
The blood on the ground,
the injustice in the air,
the unsatisfaction of an undone job,
the vomit in my mouth,
the death.

if I could just help you,
if I could just take away,
a sense.

If I could take away the touch,
of fear, of pain, of agony
take away the bite of steel,
the snap of bones,
the grasp of death,
I would take away the pain if it wold help,
help me understand

Everyman

Everyman feels,
everyman bleeds,
everyman breaths,
everyman is just like the other.
Everyman blinks,
everyman eats,
everyman drinks,
everyman is just like th other.
Everyman is born,
everyman lives,
everyman dies,
everyman is just like the other.
everyman, like everyman
but...
Why are these men hunted,
why are these men hated,
why are these men killed?
Are theses men not just like the others?
or...
Is it because of their race,
because of their religion,
because of their tradition?
are these men not just like the others?
Don't these men
Feel, bleed, breath,
Eat, drink, blink,
aren't they born
don't they live
do they die?
what makes these men different from you and me?
...
we make them different

My head is bleeding.

It hurts

I'll give up all I have and will ever have just to be with her