You don't know who I am.
You have told yourself long enough that you think...
The cry has been heard
Women have wept enough...
His eyes reveal visions of guilt
Of which we are compelled to obey...
We grow up,
thirteen years in school...
Today you look around and see
The figures of society...
What can I say about me
Something you can’t see...
Where is the song, once sung?
Where is the safety in which we lived...
I believe in God, is there something wrong with...
I believe in Jesus, and I really don’t care...
The knowledge of the soul
Hatin...
The water glistened in the sun
His hard day had just begun...
We live in a black and white world,
with standardized lines to show...
I wish that society could see what it is I see
The struggle of what some peoples’ lives...