Shouting At The Wall

I'm exhausted Last night, I couldn't sleep And when I did, I could hear bombs in my dreams Nightmare situation How could they be so evil? Making martyrs out of children and innocent people We expect the bombs, not knowing where next Huddle in the corner of my room trying to protect my little brother As the building shakes like it's possessed But nothing's stronger than the will of the oppressed I bomb back with my lyrics and rhymes Living in a time trying to break the Palestinian minds What's hiding in the clouds hanging over my head My dad risks his life outside to buy bread The fourth floor in my 12th year In this stage, I'm numb, no, I haven't felt scared There is nothing I can do in this case to stay safe and brave Even though this house can be my grave I want freedom for the population Two million prisoners living in this location Shouting at the wall but nothing is ever-changing That's life under an occupation I want freedom for the population Two million prisoners living in this location Shouting at the wall but nothing is ever-changing That's life under an occupation Mothers mourn, fighting with grief White sheets cover bodies dead lying in the streets Buildings turn to ash, but my mind is made of steel So it doesn't take much for me to heal Or lose the will to live or lose our minds My auntie lost her home so she lost her life But she's still alive but traumatized By the bombs that flew in and dropped at night My sister couldn't sleep, tried to stop her crying So I said it was fireworks, so I was telling her lies Where is the compassion? This is heartless It's like they want us all living in darkness Cutting off water and electricity for hours They're knocking towers But that's not knocking the power that I have in my pen When I'm writing, I'm unstoppable The microphone is the only escape possible 'Cause that's the way that I can speak my mind Or wonder how if it's to fight or find sleep at night Knowing he can turn the city upside down all of a sudden Slaughtering families with the push of a button I want freedom for the population Two million prisoners living in this location Shouting at the wall but nothing is ever-changing That's life under an occupation I want freedom for the population Two million prisoners living in this location Shouting at the wall but nothing is ever-changing That's life under an occupation