Hello, cruelness, once again...
I believe we can't be friends...
Because some visions have me thinking...
They came to me while I was sleeping...
And this vision is still planted in my brain...
It remains...
So give the act...
Of kindness...

And in these dreams, you might be home...
While talking on your phone...
Hearing insults coming from friends...
You turn your back and ignore them...
Then, you start to cry and wish you could end your life...
Well, drop that knife...
You need the act...
Of kindness...

And in broad daylight, there I saw...
How they can't take it anymore...
People cutting, and they start bleeding...
People crying and overthinking...
People ending lives and hurting them without a care...
And no one dares...
To give the act...
Of kindness...

Fools, be quiet
You do not know...
Every year, this problem grows...
Hear these words that I might teach you...
Stretch my arms and I could help you...
But this song...
Could even help you as well...
And you go and you wait...
For kindness...

And so, these people went and prayed...
And alone, in their bed
They laid...
And they wake up the next morning...
And forget the problems that were forming...
But others think that they should stop living and just end it all...
Just stay and be strong...
And this was just "The Act...
Of... Kindness..."