No Boy No Cry

i suddenly stand up and stare at cracking
silver sky.
If boredom is killing you then it'd be better if
you died.
Boy, listen to me! Humans really aren't all that
important.
You're not old enough yet to be selling your dreams
to anxieties.
Boy, the only one that can pull the trigger
to the gun is you heart,
is you!
All the kids said, "Tear open our hearts! That
guy gave up... he's another story."
All the kids said, "These yelling voices of ours
are finding freedom from underneath our beds."
All of the wounds scattered on me that day are still
causing me to stumble.
I'm feeling a bit disconnected, I'm crying out
though no answer is coming.
All the kids said, "There's nothing we can do,
it's pointless."
"On this windless night, were going to make a
difference!"
These yelling voices of ours can't be erased by any
terrorist.