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Rage


Can you be free in a world you can't see?

Why can't you see?

The rage of the world is a blinding effect

You can't listen in a world, when you can't hear

Why can't you hear?

The constant screaming and yelling, the accusations and misunderstandings

When you still have police brutality and racism in every corner of the world

We stand blind and deaf in this world

A world so cold

They ask if we can be free

But I answerd with a blinding effect

With a vague answer I told you about the rage in the world

But what about my rage

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