I’ve been told that all things are blessings in disguise. I’ve been told that all man all made equal. So why do I feel like it’s all a lie? Like we’re hardly even people.
We ban together, but that’s only so we can push out others.
We try to classify everyone by race, truth of the matter we’re all living in the same place, so why do we continue to hate?
Yeah, we come from different backgrounds, but that doesn’t mean I can’t understand how it feels to feel the way that you do.
Trust me, I hate it when people tell me that I have no clue, of what they’ve been through. I didn’t experience the same situation, but that doesn’t mean we need this separation.
We’ve all felt pain, sadness and anger, yet we all look at each other as if we are strangers.
I don’t think this was the vision that God had for his children, a world where we hardly talk and never listen.
This is the truth that no one is confessing, please dear lord, we need some blessings.