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I can walk this world
I can drown myself in pity
I can die now and be done with this
But you tell me this isn't the best
Tell me is that what they told you
If you listened to the whispering winds you'd know
They tell me to give back
This ground is my home
The sky is my roof
The people around me is my only fear
I can't watch the innocent hang by a noose
My generation is slowly wearing down
If they're not getting high they're wasting away
Reality is crashing down
These walls are caving in
I may be a stupid teen but i know what i'm doing here
I was born a healer
The whispering winds they tell me to hold on
But my rope is unraveling like the space time continuum
The winds can whisper all they want but i've made up my stubborn mind
I'm here to heal
The winds whisper, "And heal your peers and your children from here and forever."