Here I lay
In my bed crying
I'm okay
But not from what I've seen

There are people on the streets
Who never chased their dreams
They could have achieved something great
But it's too late for them
As their body begins to dissipate

There are homeless people with families
Who were dealt a bad hand
Which nobody understands
Not all of them are junkies
They were just dropped in the wrong reality
Wrong body
And it makes me sad

Then there are the children
With abusive parents
Don't even get me started on those strict parents
Who force religion on their children
You're oppressing them
Making them victims
Do you think you're a savior?
You are no better than the snakes
Just appreciate them for who they are
For christ sakes

Then there are the animals
Which needs no explaining
The people who abuse them
Should be shot
Yeah, I'm over exaggerating
But I hate them a lot
Almost as much as snowflakes
it is what it is
But it's something I've embraced.