In humble beginnings I took my first step
As I walked I became a man and therefore felt I was exempt.
How little I really knew and how could I predict that the love I had since gained could die in a single *****.
Lies, deceit, jealousy and greed,
These elements led a few who could not see me succeed.
Fire was held on to me, lies to spread and paint.
Unbeknownst to them, out the fire bred the saint,
In the heart of any man who has been rejected in the eyes of unjust hate,
In the heart of all people wronged when their souls are faint.
Stand tall and let it be known that no one is alone,
We all feel the same and through the unjust pain we have grown.