We’re strong, we’re weak, we’re tired
We’re straight, we’re gay, we’re bi
We’re black, we’re white - why
To tell the truth, we lie
We get so trapped inside our little lives
They disappear, before our very eyes
And there’s those mornings that you wake up and have nothing to look towards to. Then you stop and take a look around and you realize there’s so much to look toward to.
"You might think you know someone but you have no idea."