Amidst All the Rights, Amidst All the Wrongs
When what you say is what they want to hear
Everyone has a listening ear
When you gripe, groan and complain
Your voice is lost among all the same
Shoved in a corner like a box of old papers
Among, "yeah we know," "can't talk now," "see you laters"
We all have our problems, we all have our issues
Whether we weather them with conflicts or tissues
The world keeps on turning, the music plays on
Amidst all the rights, amidst all the wrongs
Jade Jaspers