In these valleys I tally these fallacies,
Just a casualty of existence.
In these valleys I wallow like a willow I’m hallow,
Just an anomaly that survives by persistence.

Through the dark I pray for sparks,
In the day I’m flooded wishing for Noah’s ark.
Depression sure hits harder than a step father,
But because I’m a guy society can’t be bothered.
Sometimes I just wish I could be a martyr like Martin Luther King.
For like him I have a dream,
That one day that happiness isn’t defined as having all the cream.
For you can have it all yet be the loneliest and most miserable King or Queen.
Yeah I have a dream,
That the people in the world will cut off their puppet strings.
For there is just so much we don’t know that’s keep behind the scenes.
Yeah I got a dream,
That skin colour doesn’t bias towards condemnation but instead towards true freedom.
To going anywhere without fear of being gunned down because of residing in a corrupt system.
That was programmed by powerful white privileged white mon,
That scapegoats minorities as a nuance and a problem.
But I have a dream, yeah I got a dream.
That my future children can grow up in a world without persecution.
That my future children can grow up without the barriers of a system engrained with racism.
Yeah I got a dream, oh I got a dream.

Even through the valleys where I count all these fallacies I will not let go of my dreams.
Even if I’m just a casualty of existence I will fight for my dreams.
Even if I feel hollow like a willow that wallows I will scream for my dreams.
Even if I’m an anomaly, my persistence will follow me to attain all my dreams.