When you hurt me,
I say that it's fine.
I pretend that everything is okay,
Even though my world is breaking at the seams.
When will you ever learn,
That breaking my heart isn't a way to earn my trust? 
When will you ever learn,
That most times, 
Sorry isn't enough.

Can you imagine a place,
Where everyone had a decent place to live?
Poor,
African-American,
People of different Races,
Religions, 
It seems too good to be true right?
It doesn't have to be.
Billionaires can spare a couple thousand bucks,
And we can build the houses. ​
Make them eco-friendly, and affordable,
And everybody will be happy,
You can't please everyone you meet,
But you can make their lives a little easier.

Stay,
Strong.
Stay,
Home.
Stay,
Sane.
Stay. they say.
But I can’t.
But you must, they say.

And so I do.

But I can’t keep strong, 
When so many are dying.
I can’t stay home, 
I’ve got to move.
I can’t stay sane,
I’m just a kid.
I can’t. I can’t. I can’t.
I CAN’T.
But you must, they say.

And so I do.

But it’s not easy.
I’ve grown tired of the walks,
I’ve grown tired of the games,
I’ve grown tired  of the books,
I’m tired of having to stay in one place.
But you must, they say.

And so I do.

But now I’m angry.
I’m angry at the people,
I’m angry at the labs,
I’m angry at the president,