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I want to fly from my problems,
I want to scream to the world,
In hopes it answers,
I want to fight for no reason,
and die for who once was,
I want to hear the gunshots ring,
as the gunner kills the school kids,
I want to be the one in the fight,
The one with the gun,
I want to fight for myself
and for others,
I want to have no fear
but to be able to share another's,
I want to do it all,
But in my sorrow,
I cannot do anything at all.