MCC prompt

I feel the gunshots in Iraq
I shed a tear
I feel the ghetto schools shut down
I shed a tear
I see rejection in a stack
I swallow fear
I see stopped subways undergroud
I swallow fear
I hear the news on channel 5
I stifle madness
I hear my family shout and hate
I stifle madness
I taste the screams of those who strive
I chase the sadness
I taste the good that comes too late
I chase the sadness
I feel the conflict of my tears
I see the roots of all my fears
I hear the voices of my madness and
I taste the victims of my own sadness
And I apologize though I don't know how or why
But sometimes I want to save everyone and everything and sometimes I want to leave it all behind