There are people who prefer to look their fate in the eye
No cause justifies the deaths of innocent people.
The slave begins by demanding justice and ends by wanting to wear a crown.
We are rebels for a cause, poets with a dream , and we won't let this world die without a fight.
There's the risk of being loved...and that would keep me from being happy.
I have no idea what's awaiting me, or what will happen when this all ends. For the moment I know this: there are sick people and they need curing.