Change   is a difficult thing if you only know what your used to. if i could change something, it would be the unjustice in this world. we go this life uncertain, dreaded silent fear hangs over like a certain. fearing that if we are done wrong, socially wrong, physically wrong that we will be judged among our people and shamed but those of most cruel doing find strenght in their voice to call upon the wrong and get support in all numbers. but even with the loudest of cries, in the end, it seems that we go left unheard, never listened to, causing a stir in time and history, still lingering about, until one day justice prevails, but even when that day comes, will we be shown justice or will it be just the same?