Even a kid like me can think
Can believe
Can hope
Told not to say strange things
Things adults don’t want to believe
Things they’re afraid to believe
Things they wish to believe
Another second
Another minute
Another hour
Another year
Blow out all your candles
And maybe you’ll grow old someday
Understand the little girl
The girls who believe that weight is all she has
The girls who believe that cutting is a term for fighters
The girls who believe that silence is beauty
The girls who believe that one can never achieve these things you give so easily to those on your “level”
Understand that little boy
The boys who believe that violence is an answer
The boys who believe that silence is the correct answer
The boys who believe that crying is unbefitting of one whose dream is to become like those who’s words bleed and cease to spread in this pit we refuse to believe is our world
The boys who believe in hiding from the things that truly give their world color
Look around and see the people, the world as it is
Help this pitiful creature
Save this beautiful sight
But the dreams of our childlike minds are being twisted into the ideas of the ones we hate the most
One day you’ll understand
One day you’ll believe me
One day you’ll regret it
One day you’ll see it my way
Yes, and one day you will cease to exist as you come back home into the very earth you spit on
The home you mock and destroy every single day
One day I won’t be here to see you in your prime
One day I won’t be here to hear your words in the midst of all this silence
One day I won’t be here to blow out all your candles
