CHALLENGER'S RAP

• I hear a child’s scream, full of suffer and pain.
• And all I can think is, here we go again.
• Why him, stop he is just a child. Please take me instead.
• Oh wait you won’t because I’m taller, I’m stronger, you know I will last much longer. Then you.
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• This torture not only lingers in the air around us, but it fills my head with doubt that this world is sane.
• I could scream god please help us, but that won’t do much right?
• Sure, for the love of god, the best thing to do would be to turn off the light. Am I right?
• Or are you going to lecture me? About how you brought me into this world and can happily take me out again.
• Well do it, I never told you to bring me her in the first place.
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• You tell us we can come to you when we have a problem, but when we do you push away, make us scared and we end with a gun to our head.
• Not always a real one, but one we make with our minds. But to us that is real.
• You deem us unstable, insane, ungrateful. But never alone, scared, tired.
• Why put labels when you are the ones who created this mess. Made us the way we are, we don’t look towards the future, but towards happiness, and that means taking our own lives.
• It is then when you see what you did, whether you where awear or not, the grieving is too mush isn’t it? Well maybe the next time you judge us.
• Think about asking what can you do? To. Help. Us.