A Well Thought Tragedy - Hypochondria vs. Hypothermia Тексты

You've frozen over.
You can't see through the wall of ice dividing us.
Strive to be blind.
Don't be distracted by my face, my clothes and my religion.

We are living under a black overcast of racism and hate.
How did we get so lost? How did we get so jaded?
You think this world is so diverse.
You think that people wake up grateful
everyday to share the neighborhood with different races and different creed?

Well think again. People are killing each other over minutia.
Black or white. Gay or straight.
We have to fight for our lives.
We have to exist together or we may not survive at all.

I am always afraid. I am always sick.
I have become a hypochondriac.
All I can do is write this down and maybe someday things will change.
But maybe they never will