Who We Are
Black or white, religion or race...
Color, shape, tecture, or size,
don't matter to me we all sometimes cry...
I am Surrounded by liars, Everywhere I turn!
I'm Surrounded by Imposters, Wherever I turn...
Dear reader,
Tell me what you think...
I get sick and tired
Of phony people that act like they care...
I seem like a nice person..
but what if suddenly you knew...
I hate you
You are killing my mom...
He... standing by the corner,, deranged in red...
she... staring at the stars,, frozen in death's...
The memories that haunt me are those of my own...
Tears fall down when he learns he will never be...
when the child she loved dies...
All of us feel like dead ends
for the lies just keep slipping...
The stars tell a story
Of times left forgotten...