I am one
In a sea of a thousand
I swim among myself
Because I cannot go on
Pretending to be
Some one I am not
They ask us to morph
Our beliefs to fit theirs
With no care of how we
Feel
Only of how they can gain
From our blood sweat and tears
How they can take
From us
But never give
Its a one way street with them
And they won't stop at the
Lights
Because they don't mean a thing to
Them
Our rules don't apply to them
Because in some way
That I cannot see
They are above us
If I could raise my voice
Above the uproar
I would ask how
How they think they can push us down
Why they think we deserve less
Is it because we make less?
Now how is it our fault
When work is bad
And gas is through the roof
My mom is barely home
She comes home with bleeding fingers
Only to make just enough to pay the bills
I know she hurts
And she thinks of leaving
Everyday
But I'll be the one
To stand for my mother
When she's to weak
I'll speak for her
When she can't
I'll be her eyes
When hers won't see
I'll lead her from this world
Of this trumps this
To one that could care less
If you can afford to waste money
On things that mean nothing
Things that are expendable
That can be replaced
I'll live for a world of peace
Where differences make us smile
Where love is for anyone
Where we all respect each other