cold world

i feel as if life and all the journeys that we take make us make

choices and speak up and raise our voices and feel free

to speak our minds past times and violent crimes

still haven't found there judgment

makes me think i should carry a gun and show it off in public

as already were catching cases recognized faces are gone

as if they were unknown starving kids using boxes as there homes

when most kids throw away food cause they dont want no more

am feeling sad

as it is i never had a dad to love me

moms couldn't look me in the eyes

cause she said i was ugly

and that i had my fathers eyes

many nights id sit and cry

am not gonna lie and speak about someone that isn't me

god told me i had a roof and some food to eat

and that hed always watch me he tears and said pain from my heart

seemed to dissipate and runaway within time

the world is so cold am just breaking from the mold

i opened my mind and spoke and history was told

one love