Our-Race

We are from a place that is a disgrace. We hear the tears running down their face The laughs and joys will all soon erace This human society should no longer be called a race. We are all trying to stay strong But does anyone know right from wrong Were fighting not to drown in this Earths crewl hearted round Would we ever be found if we made a loud sound If only we had wings we wouldnt suffer through these things Some of us will survive and go on with their lives The ones that died will never be satified It forever haunts the ones that destroyed their dreams and will always feel unfree Nothing will be the same unless some of is make a change How long would that take Do we ever deserve a break to escape from the mistakes that take place ever breath we make.