Remember the past we would laugh and play
we were children back then so no struggling days,
we had this picture painted of how things would be
once we were adults we thought we would all be free,
no adult figure to tell us what to do
we couldn't wait to grow up we didn't have a clue,
then we're adults no more children's laughter
thrown into a new world that's filled with disaster,
from racism, stereotypes, and jobs that don't hire
we slowly lose all those childhood desires,
now the canvas where our picture was painted
lays in a corner all ripped, damaged, and tainted,
a new canvas has overtaken its place
where you only see a picture of a distorted face.