I (Still) Have a Dream
I'd like to blame it on the time
It has been so rough
Between the rapes and murders, I've had enough
But is that really an excuse for the way we're acting
They don't care about the love, only things
I live in a world where drugs are the norm
We are constantly told no and forced to conform
There is no respect, no freedom, or peace
The hatred and evil- it has got to cease
When did marriage become a game
Why aren't we treating everyone the same
I'd like to blame it on the time
But is that really the case
Or have these dreams really gotten too far to chase
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