YOU ARE NOT A CRIMINAL....'CAUSE YOU ARE NOT BORN ONE...

You’ve killed many before, but wished you had a choice

To turn back time, and silence all the noise.

When you point your gun at me, i see inside an innocent  boy,

Betrayed by the world, a tear that never came by.

You wanna see a change. A change in me. In us.

But the fact that this’ll remain, fills you with more disgust.

And when you shout out names. I pray it was a cry,

‘cause hidden and masked inside is a crying frightened guy.

There are changes you want to see, a pain you don’t reveal.

A fire  you don’t wanna feel,” That’s eating away the best of me”

You throw your stones at me. But you miss your life much more.

 Alas! An AK-47 replaced your pencils , long before.

“wishing i could silence , every voice that said i cant”,

“wishing they would disappear, the reasons of this life”.

Your hands are steady, focus intact.          

Killed many have u before, “but why now cant i, a five year old child?”

You fall down defeated. ’cause your own war you’ve just won.

 You are not a criminal. Just ‘cause you are not born one.....