Surrounded by so many
acknowledge only by a few...

Me and you,
and the things we do...

I remember the last words,
you whispered in my ears...

I see the way you look at them,
those skinny pretty girls...

When I look into your eyes I see all the pain you...
When your alone youy try to cry but never can...

My son came home from school one day,
With a smirk upon his face...

A little girl crosses her hands,
and asks God to protect her dad...

I watch as a woman with shame as a name,
give birth to a baby girl...

Sometimes I wanna run
but my legs always fail me...

The light that guides us is so bright,
never to be seen by those in the night...

Friendship is hard to find,
especially in a world like ours...

I am the blood that rushes through your veins.
I am the one who yells in vain...