More In Sorrow...

Every day that I breathe the breath of life I face the hate, the pain, the strife That invade my mind - and try to close my eyes. Enmity surrounds me - bitterness and animosity. But that's not what I want to be - and it fills my heart with grief. I can feel it in the air around us - a sense of hopelessness. The truth is hidden in the mess - and the youth are getting restless. I know that this world will fade - despite the words I have to say. But I can't just look away - or watch it all decay. The anger's there, the hatred's there, but when I look into your eyes, It's more in sorrow, than in anger, that I raise my voice. Sorrow, because I can't make your choice for you. Your respect is not enough for me - to sit silently. The things I say, I mean - it's not about what you think of me. It's not enough for me to die - just knowing that I tried. I don't want to see your life - destroyed by countless lies. I won't stand by - and watch you die. The anger's there, the hatred's there, The anger's there, the hatred's there, but when I look into your eyes, It's more in sorrow, than in anger, that I raise my voice. Sorrow, because I can't make your choice for you.