although were the same kind, <br />we're not always that kind, <br />we're just trapped in our minds, <br />tryin to avoid all the mines, <br />we're depressed <br />and repressed <br />and suppressed <br />and oppressed <br />were cryin and dyin and nobody cares <br />and no one is there to hold back your hair <br />although we can touch, <br />we never can feel, <br />we just feel the peel, <br />like a lemon that squeals, <br />no one wants to dig deeper, <br />were all just asleep. 'Sleepers- <br />the program goes deeper! ' <br />its not just our skin <br />gotta try to break in and break down the walls <br />and make sure they fall <br />then we can stop feelin small <br />or angry at all <br />and just be at peace <br />with our little piece <br />of earth <br />and our birth <br />and our short little lives <br />that don't even matter.<br /><br />bill nye the science guy<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/somethin-to-say/
