We were the young,
we were so dumb,
across the nation,
so many the same,
this rotten world eating their brains,
why can�t they see the end has come near,
the once impossible is now here.
Now its calling come,
as I try to hide and run,
with no one around,
mommy nowhere to be found,
left to be found by a prison cell,
an underground antagonist hell.
If prison is a cell,
than its raging through my blood,
drowning me from inside,
like an inter conflict flood.
Right in my face the true truth lies,
and on the floor the blood stain dries,
it was here so long ago,
show me strength,
for pain no more.
Once they said "now you�re free",
but its not this way from what I see,
they judge our clothes,
they judge our hair,
wide open mouth,
glaring stare,
but truly we don�t even care.
They don�t like us,
we can tell,
they feel inferior to us all,
they treat us like a fake baby doll,
they don�t think that we can feel,
they don�t think our hearts are real.
They don�t like us,
but oh well,
we are free,
so ring that liberty bell.