• Karma is a b***h
    But when God hates you what are you suppose to do?
    How can we compete against the “Almighty”?
    He seems to have out for us
    Is it our faults or our parents’ for putting us on this world?
    Am I another tortured soul to get the brunt of it so others can live their carefree lives?
    We, the millions who hurt day in and day out and have been chained to a knife, to mend what you who hurt the earth do.
    We, the people who live with in Africa and don’t have an education,
    We, the slaves,
    we, the weak,
    we, the bullied,
    we, the freaks,
    we, the depressed,
    we, who have lost,
    we, who have suffered for a dying cause,
    we, who go through pain to do the right thing,
    we, the people with aids,
    we, the homeless,
    we, the crazy,
    we, who need help,
    call out everyday in hope that some one will hear us and have pity on our broken lives
    wishing for betterment of our treatment
    but knowing better
    for hope means putting our hearts to be beaten back again and again from disappointment.
    So don’t tell me to shut up
    Don’t ignore our plea
    For we will know
    We see it in your eyes; your lying eyes
    Will you feel guilt when you see one of us?
    Or will you turn a blind eye to our presence?
    So dream your sweet dreams
    Live your good lives
    And don’t spoil your pretty little thoughts with us
    I am sure we don’t deserve it
    And we sing, we sing our sad song for the world to hear