Good Enough

Always my heart is aching

for those whos lives are

not as good as mine

hold on, let me explain


For those whos ears are ringing 

not because they blast their headphones

but because of bombing and shootings

have left permanent reminders of fear


Those whos stomachs ache and turn

not because of they love someone strongly 

but because they have no food

one bowl of rice isnt enough


Those who are small and thin

becuase they are running for their lives

not because they are asked to be

by media and their harsh words


shivering, not in exitement, but fear

hearing gunfire echo in the distance

fearing for all their families lives

crying, cold, helpless and anxiously waiting'


When you cry in your room,

becuase you are felling all aone 

know that someone feels the same 

because really, there are those people


now im making fun of anyone

im not saying im better than anyone

im saying that i want to help

but i...never know how...sorry


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