I've been living in a world of insensitive people
pretending to be something they're not..
How do they know where the sensitive are
to destroy an innocent, yet broken heart..
Around the uncaring is a halo of hate
for the tears of the sensitive one..
How do they know the damage they do
when some damage has already been done..
I've been living in a world where evil lives
among the innocence of our young..
How can they take a child's sweet laughter away
when their songs have yet to be sung..
Within the air an echo is heard..of the cries of
all who are lost..
The darkness protects the insenitive one
where evil and hate cares not..
I can't find my way when the darkness is near
and pretend that I'm not frightened..
For the terror that must be in the eyes of the child
when the insensitive one takes flight.
I long to live in a world of love
where all the children are free..
From the fear of darkness...the insensitive one...
Where their innocence should be..