There are so many others that don't reserve to end this way
There are so many others that don't deserve to leave so soon
There are so many others that don't deserve to live the soonest longer
Yet we can't help it
Because we are like refugees in the world we so call home
Walking endlessly to a destination unspecific, craving for a shelter, the better the best
Unknowing of our plight
Yet we are a real savage
From bombs and barrels
To chains and pencils
Veils and diamonds
And mansions with gates
Norms and values with high demands and taboos
Voices raised and voices shut
We depress our own kind
We destroy our own selves
There are so many others that don't deserve it this way!
