We explore... and you call us criminals. We seek after knowledge... and you call us criminals. We exist without skin color, without nationality, without religious bias... and you call us criminals. You build atomic bombs, you wage wars, you murder, cheat, and we are the criminals. What do we do, we express and live. We see the the cold hard gray faceless walls around us and transform them. We add color, beauty, words, life. We change the world into a playground, a canvas for ideals, beliefs, love, anger, feelings, to be expressed. We dream of worlds unimagined. And you call us criminals.
type this up and make copies under the name wannabe graffiti and pin them up all around your town and school. Also copy and paste into sig.