They want to laugh, run and play

And instead they have to work

They don’t know where danger lurks

So instead in dark places is where they stay

I wish people in power weren’t such jerks.

I know why the children feel so irked

The dawn was beginning 

And through the window I saw

Parent’s sweat when working

And the smiles of children when playing.

Each person living in their world

But what about the youth?

They are living under a grey cloud

They are confused about the concept of happiness.

And yes, being a teenager is complicated

When times have changed. 

Labyrinths appear without exits 

And great wishes to know true freedom. 

But how?, a thousand times I wonder, how? 

It’s true, being a teenager these days is challenging. 

The fear of being ourselves does not compare

To the size of the universe. 

How much despair exists 

For choosing the perfect outfit, for living being popular

And above all for having the art 

Of fitting into this youthful world?  

A world with sketches of violence

Decorated with brushstrokes of discrimination

With glitter from friendships 

And heartbreaks 

With an outline full of harassment 

And trust towards parents is fading more and more.

And there, right at that moment

Is where we lift our heads and look 

That we are walking under a gray cloud

With the certainty that we are living our life in a cage 

Full of darkness and pain. 

Living with infinite ideas wandering in our minds

Swallowing what we thought was air 

Finding stones tied to our feet

But hoping to one day experience freedom.

Of course, it is possible to swim in the ocean

We love without drowning 

Of course, it is possible to swim in the ocean 

Without turning into water.

And yes, right at that moment we started to escape 

And run towards the end of the tunnel

In search of the light

That illuminates our lives. 

Screaming from the four winds

We want to be free!

We want to be happy!

We really want to be young! 

We want the flowers of our youth 

to bloom in the spring of my life!.

I see the the kids laughing and playing
I wonder if they know their future is fading 

And parents unfortunately cant do anything 

The only thing they can do is praying 

Because the government is stealing everything

Even their rights were taken 

The president is worse than Satan 

Are teens really getting educated? 

No they're craving to get immigrated

Out of the country thats the most hated 

Because of the president who we call Satan

Because every time I look for hope it          becomes small
Life don't know how to get up after the problem
Many time I would like a fairy
But coming back to reality it's just a dilemma 
How I would like to live in another country 
But I'm nailed without a job 

People against the government are like little children at the command of their parents, who make a large part of the decision of their life, affecting them in one way or another.  Until these kids start to grow up and see the mistakes their parents made with them.  Which makes them mature and partly forces them to independence and rebellion against these bad decisions.

During the 1950, there was a fight.

A fight between black yak and the Red dragon.
The red dragon of east won.

The white snowy mountain and soft meadow

 of black yak is now clothed with blood of sorrow. 

It becomes a land where yaks has to  grow

 wing and fly. It becomes a place where

 truth is not the truth. And land yak can  never show

 love toward their own land.

Some say that if you do show respect or admiration

 toward your hero, you will never see tomorrow again.

 And through yak’s loudest cries and calls for hand, 

The world seems to be deaf and blind.

The desire of power blind them

But they do not know that even before we are born, we already have rights

I hope to say one day that my country is free
Because everyone is born free like the birds.