we shout it out
we shout it proud
hatred in us always sprouts
we know what we dont like
we are ready to condemn
looking for the questions
answers we know, we pretend
but sometimes i dont want to shout
i am ashamed...far away from being proud
what we are yelling makes no sense to me
caught up in the moment i cant let it be
i have the voice, i have the means
but unable to direct it properly it seems
can u help me word wht i want to say?
can u help me word wht i feel today?
