The день Liz steped foot in her grandma's old house there was a strang feeling in the air. When Liz stoped unpacking she went out to the little town that she and her Друзья had made. The town was in a crest of bushes and trees. Liz got some of her toys and went out side to the town. She had started playing with her Куклы when she saw a розовый бабочка flying around her. Liz got up and tryed to get it but it went through a куст, буш on the right side Далее to the house. Liz looked at the buch but she saw a brown thing. Liz crawled under the куст, буш and saw the brown thing covered with vines. Liz cleared it off and saw a door with carvings all over it. Liz did not get to see because she was looking at the розовый бабочка fly right in to the key hole. Liz sighed. She did not have the key. She looked at her lucky charm. It was a rock her grandma gave her when she was 5. Liz looked back at the key hole. It looked just like her charm! she put it in and turned. the door opened and Liz walked in. еще carvings were inside. Liz did not know what they ment but she liked them. the floor was made of stone but soon the stone turned in to grass. Liz walked till she saw light. When she got there she saw a half girl half horse. "Hello." It said. "I am dalpha and welcome to sintareea my queen!" "QUEEN?!?!?!"
People down every turn
Pain inside their hearts
A girl with scars on her wrists
A boy with a нож in his chest
She hides in the dark
Wondering when the pain with end
He stands up to fight in defense
Only to get knocked back down again
She fights with her parents
They don't wanna support the child
She's left to fend for herself in the cold
Alone with the child
Do we see what we are doing when we say the things we say?
Do we see who we are hurting with the actions that we're taking?
What we need
Are broken families reconciled
We need hearts to mend, scars to heal and battles to end
We. Need. Love
To stand up for the broken
We. Need. Hope
To give a hand to the hopeless
We need the world to care.
What are we doing with the words we are saying?
Who are we changing
And what effects are they having?
Lets be the change.
Pain inside their hearts
A girl with scars on her wrists
A boy with a нож in his chest
She hides in the dark
Wondering when the pain with end
He stands up to fight in defense
Only to get knocked back down again
She fights with her parents
They don't wanna support the child
She's left to fend for herself in the cold
Alone with the child
Do we see what we are doing when we say the things we say?
Do we see who we are hurting with the actions that we're taking?
What we need
Are broken families reconciled
We need hearts to mend, scars to heal and battles to end
We. Need. Love
To stand up for the broken
We. Need. Hope
To give a hand to the hopeless
We need the world to care.
What are we doing with the words we are saying?
Who are we changing
And what effects are they having?
Lets be the change.
When will this end?
Mass shootings
Terrorist attacks
Police brutality
They say it's just a gun control problem
They say it cannot be fixed
I say the problem is deeper
I say there is hope
When will this end?
Income inequality
Veterans living on the streets, penniless,
Dying by their own hands everyday.
They say this world can change for the better
But nothing has changed...
And I truly do fear
Nothing ever will
When will Любовь start?
The день we offer a hand to the fallen
Instead of cringing back in shock
And running away
When will our world change?
The день we Любовь too much to kill
The день others' pain is our pain
The день we act instead of just talking about it
"It's impossible"
"We're too broken to be mended"
"It's a hopeless battle"
I say, let us try.
Mass shootings
Terrorist attacks
Police brutality
They say it's just a gun control problem
They say it cannot be fixed
I say the problem is deeper
I say there is hope
When will this end?
Income inequality
Veterans living on the streets, penniless,
Dying by their own hands everyday.
They say this world can change for the better
But nothing has changed...
And I truly do fear
Nothing ever will
When will Любовь start?
The день we offer a hand to the fallen
Instead of cringing back in shock
And running away
When will our world change?
The день we Любовь too much to kill
The день others' pain is our pain
The день we act instead of just talking about it
"It's impossible"
"We're too broken to be mended"
"It's a hopeless battle"
I say, let us try.