Angry voices inside my head
the man that haunts me beneath my bed
Darkness surrounds me
blinds my view
morning light the sky is blue
Slaves of day the field is green
No such thing as the American dream
False idols new religions
history aligning them all
Jesus mocked guns cocked the kings crown falls off
Black power black hate black cards black clothes the new black hoarse men riding by on dirt roads
Silent cries
Long goodbyes
Or no good bye at all
Pretty girl
Little girl
Whose dream to be queen still lives on
Barely living
Getting by
Fairytales were all lie
Now she wishes she could live beyond what's up in the sky ...
she desires to fly
She reads books & gets high
Then delivers a message to the world "Wake up it's time to rise"
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