A Lifetime of pain, you can’t wash away these stains
You can’t soak me in a tub full of bleach and brighten the shadows you left on my past or whiten those dark stones you placed on my path.
Where is the love? Mentally institutionalized by a nation plotting our demise. Sicknesses is created for our numbers to be cut. Love it’s like you’re staring at us with your eyes wide shut. Love where are you? Love where are you…
