You look around, day in day out There is always pain, without a doubt People fight and die everyday Children, bloody and bruised, never play Parents hooked on drugs and fights Reminded all day about the hurtful nights Words are thrown, fists are swung Loved ones die when they're way too young Blood and tears, they're too well known The things we learn, the things we're shown Some give up and some move on The joy was here but now is gone How did it come to start? When will it finally end? Physical cuts heal, but emotional ones never mend So next time you see hurt in someone's eye Don't forget to remind them that it's okay to cry...