There she was,
I couldn't believe my eyes...
Never knew there was more than this,
So empty and all alone...
Shed a tear
Be very proud...
Mother is this the way the world was meant to be
the passion for life so forgotten by many...
A deep dark path lay ahead
followed by a river...
In this garden of my life
like all others I have my thorns...
I have been in the Land of Prejudice
Where they consider my sister a freak...
Loneliness is not so much a resultant feeling,
As a state of mind...
The world would be pretty
if everyone were pink...
It is the mob mentality that keeps
You from me-this hysterical frenzy...
They say i cant see,
And that i cant bleed...
Your born into a world of
racism, gang shootings abuse...