A frown is reflected
in a broken-hearted, teenage mothers eye.
My differences rejected
in this facist country's sullen sigh.
With all the same old features. pick your coulor,
choose your tone of voice
to recite the same old worn out prayer.
Todays fathers run off and when children starve and freeze,
and waste away,
they really couldnt care!
We just grow up as hypocrites.
Our brains and hearts so full of shit!
Gaze out my window (into yours)
and watch the tears and how they pour.
Care about our appearance not our mind.
As long the others are'nt innocent WE CAN SHINE!
