Most of the time

We try to look at someone else's eye's

Try to understand through their covered lies

But what we do not realize

Viens throb from shameless drugs that mezmorize

When their mama cries

Torn Shoes, that is all they can buy

We try to understand what it is like

The worried nights, and gang fights

Spitting words with the venom

Counting the time to feel like they can get em

Isolated from emotionless piranhas

Visiting covered bars, alpha telling destroy any who gets him

Not a care, not a word, the usual was blurred

They try to stop the pain

Schools tell them to stop the insane

Angry faces

Clueless minds

But what we do not realize, they have been so far

Filling the pain in, closed in a tight jar

Don't treat them any different

Everyone thinking they're  bad people is the referent

So open your eyes

Because what we don't realize

We have

Two different eyes


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