Convict -

What is the difference between you and me?

We both have the same color of blood in our veins

We all have a structure, a body, a face

The skin that I wear is not a skin of hate

What worth is my apology?

Nothing will change if we don’t learn from our mistakes

Empathy is felt, never practiced and played

I wish everyone felt the same way

Retrace

Heal me

Pull us out of our deep rooted ways

Make believe there is no sting

Pretend it’s all nothing

No matter the context, no matter the space

It’s not okay

No matter the context, no matter the space

It’s not okay

There is no true concept of «better than» in a world walked by creatures ridden

with flaws

Working with pieces of art, I see no reason to spit on a different one

It’s taken me trial and error to see I was not given the right to abuse

I am no better, I am no better, I am no better than any of you

I’ve gathered up these thoughts that we’re all just sorts of convicts hoping

that someday, sometime, there’s no law to run from

With all that I’ve gathered I am no worse but I am no better than anyone

I am no better than anyone standing on any one side of the fence

I am no better than anyone at all

Make believe there is no sting

Pretend it’s all nothing

No matter the context, no matter the space

It’s not okay

No matter the context, no matter the space

It’s not okay