Heart of a solider with a brain to teach your whole nation.

Dont blame me, I was given this world, I didn't make it.

I'd love to go back to when we played as kids, but things change. And that's the way it is.

Our unborn never got to grow, never got to see what's, next, In this world full of countless threats.

Is it a crime, to fight, for what is mine?

Sometimes when I'm alone I Cry, Cause I am on my own. The tears I cry are bitter and warm. They flow with life but take no form I Cry because my heart is torn. I find it difficult to carry on. If I had an ear to confide in, I would cry among my treasured friend, but who do you know that stops that long, to help another carry on. The world moves fast and it would rather pass by. Then to stop and see what makes one cry, so painful and sad. And sometimes... I Cry and no one cares about why.

Yellow M&M's don't move with green M&M's. I mean, you don't put M&M's peanuts with M&M's plain.