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When will we all understand the ringing of equality?


There's a constant ringing in my ears and I never understood why. I watch lives pass by and I never understood why they were walking in that direction. There's a constant ringing in my ears because everyone is trying to be heard. I watch lives disappear before my eyes because there's nothing more satisfying than knowing you aren't the only one. There's a constant ringing in my ears and I can't hear my thoughts. I watch lives cross one another and feel as if their existence is independent. There's a constant ringing in my ears but I enjoy the melody. I watch lives leaves shadows on this earth but never see them question why. There's a constant ringing in my ears and I'm eager to find silence. I watch lives and watch lives and watch lives and never find their peace.
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