Fluorescent lights blinked upon porcelain tiles.
Blue walls. Blue bands. Rooms of the unknown.
No, the hospital was not a happy place.
Huddled out on a street in Vegas.
Used guitar. Used shirt. Song for change.
No, the streets were not a happy place.
Hide in a corner, hope they go.
One laugh. One word. Crimson tears fall.
No, the hall was not a happy place.
Paint a picture, plant a seed.
Throw a dollar, give the needs.
Lend a hand, set them free.
Step ahead and do the deed.
The hospital becomes a safe haven,
The streets hold smiling faces.
School becomes a loving home,
The world is a happy place.
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