I am an observer who’s seen society’s true face
I wonder why few believe while many have lost their way
I hear the cries for help as they echo through the gutters
I see the harm we cause to ourselves and others
I want to wake up and realize this is just a dream
I am an observer who’s seen society’s true face
I pretend everyday while saying I’m okay
I feel pain and only pain to the point where I am numb
I’ve touched the scares left by life
I worry that they will never truly heal
I cry inside, for enough tears have been shed
I am an observer who’s seen society’s true face
I understand only that I can never understand
I speak the truth to those with open ears and endless minds
I dream of the day I can finally rest
I try and try to make it through
I hope one day to regain my ability to hope
I am an observer who’s seen society’s true face
I wonder why few believe while many have lost their way
I hear the cries for help as they echo through the gutters
I see the harm we cause to ourselves and others
I want to wake up and realize this is just a dream
I am an observer who’s seen society’s true face
I pretend everyday while saying I’m okay
I feel pain and only pain to the point where I am numb
I’ve touched the scares left by life
I worry that they will never truly heal
I cry inside, for enough tears have been shed
I am an observer who’s seen society’s true face
I understand only that I can never understand
I speak the truth to those with open ears and endless minds
I dream of the day I can finally rest
I try and try to make it through
I hope one day to regain my ability to hope
I am an observer who’s seen society’s true face



Ariya
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