People Are

 Oppressed voices repressed thoughts and actions in regret and instances they could not speak without a hand encouraging their solid pre-made clarity being misunderstood of being an arrogant opinionated person to hate when One is just standing up for Oneself from all the people who don't accept Individuality, Freedom for Self, and a Peaceful Frame of Mind and Duty to self to be who they want to be.

 Won't somebody love? 

 Helpless minds abused and justified to be nothing seen in the eyes of the mass-genocide friends and families and peers and ones they thought they could trust and open up to with being themselves and are quickly learning their friendships are lies with the growing age of doubt, mistrust, doubts and losing the courage to simply accept one another for who they are and what they want to do in everything they say and being what they feel is the truth.

 People are losing their rights. 

 Confused hearts couple'd groups walking through each other's heads daily and there's a one person no one thinks is beautiful, they're waiting for love and without a reason to why they're alive and they're thinking thoughts of death and living in the delusion no one's going to miss them.  

 Won't somebody love? 

 What's most attractive gains most attention and simple affection in terms of art glory and what's seen as an opposition against majority of the populace' opinion must be protested against in favour of the trend of the current time that's soon to fade and so begins all the bandwagons of the current generation for what is in mind and control of how people should be made to live.

 People Are Losing Their Minds. 

  Lonely hearts singing to themselves songs of being wanted in the cold end night, they've found themselves to be wronged and believe they're not worth the love a fairy tale romantic relationship tells of happiness and peace within a soul mate and anger grows and the days continue and there's no freedom of mind in sight.

 Won't somebody love? 

 Self-imposed villains of the popular vote gaining majority forces and silent victims remaining violentless and just want to give peace a chance in their labeled surroundings and worn-down community, munity for the Person asking for a change in whatever it is that people cannot understand and protest without giving other views a chance.

 People are lieing. 

 Highest dreams and the softest want wandering the night in search of something more inside someone's heart, got the entire voice behind their cries staining the floor they've walked upon many times they've grown worn out from not having anybody to call their own - watching the people they've mistakingly labeled their own friends when they don't take the time to listen and offer a shoulder during the time of wanting to die.

 Won't somebody love?