I walk down the road, have to run and hide.
Why can't I have fun and survive?
All my friends think drugs,guns and illegal money are right.
I want to survive and live on to stop these fights.
I see a red pool is it his or hers, the thoughts make me fall to the curb.
I see the lights coming from afar, I hear the sirens and squael of tires.
Is this another friend that will be set afire.
Will I have to see more ashes thrown to sea, why can we not just live life war free....