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I still sing


The world is falling apart around me

People screaming and crying for equality

Yet I still sing

They try to shush me and my tune

Looking at me like I am a loon

Yet I still sing

When no one dare say a word against the bad,

but complain that everyone is always sad

I still sing

And with every lyric I sing, every melody i hum

It makes the pain that much more numb

So sing with all your might

Through the endless days and peaceful nights

For singing is an outlet for the pain to go

That you dare not let show

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