People are hurting,
Thats the issue that everyone is skirting
People aren't reaching thirty
Some disease, their hand or water thats dirty. 

Many parents are having to bury their child
When I think of this subject it makes my brain wild 

I thought that this would include my parents too
And between life or death I dont know which  I would choose 

But if people are hurting, all across the world
I'll help the ones in front of me those boys and those girls
The ones too scared to reach out a hand
Those free falling, no where to land 

And I've seen some shit, don't you forget it
Dont push everyone away, lest you regret it 

And Dont fight the demons, in their own court
Fights like those always end short 

And everything is changing, all of the time
You never know when, its your turn to shine
And know that if you ever forget your own line
You can look towards a friend, they will hold up a sign 

And Doesn't matter if you are 

Fly as a bird, sly as a fox
Shiny as a coin, dull as a rock
Center of attention, too shy to talk
If you are hurting give my door a knock 

Because if people are hurting, all across the world
I'll help the ones in front of me those boys and those girls
The ones too scared to reach out a hand
Those free falling, no where to land 

Parents are having, to bury their child
If you or I could save one, wouldn't that be wild.

The Broken Mirror