I dream of her,
the very precious beauty I once held in my arms...
Your not ugly
You have trained...
I left my home, a land full of honey and milk ,
although, bombarded by poverty and hunger...
Thunderous sounds of bullets and bombs has...
crying and screaming has replaced kids' usual...
Your life can be confusing
Can take you for a joy ride...
Sitting in silence
Everyone working...
Through drifts of snow upon the heart
The darkened moon will cease to glow...
They once held peace in the grips of their fists
dancing the joy and happiness...
I keep meeting men who want only one thing...
I saw a lizard,
it crawled up the wall like spiderman...
Dont judge me by what you see
take a look at the girl inside of me...
Your in high school
Walking through the halls...