It seem so clear just from one of our various senses Then we only fear and begin to get tense During the moment to clean what we had so clear Is only in the eyes of an innocent Dear Abby Sadly I haven't fulfilled my father's dream Of being a lean mean marathon winning perfect man Instead I'm a rebellious thick minded hobo only accept into Hooverville I only do what I can not I get told a lot what I can't do So I succeed at being ill I survived leukemia and several asthma attacks Also I will climb 200 feet in an alone journey but don't matter that fact But my existence here is only left to learn in my mother's will She said she loved me, only for the reason that the press wanted that Its rigid being born looking like a Latino and being Black Double segregation, People can't see all my lies are for good So I keep on doing what I should That is doing better for me, then anyone who really cared That last thing my sister said to me was that she's scared 20 questions I wished I could ask the people above me But it has come from where it all started So I'm sending this form the border of mirage and faith Grew up on the side that's called the Heartless Can yee go North to ensure my true pleasure? A risk I'm willing to take I want to know before mother's will is read So I can stop the countless headaches in my head Am I the reason for how I was treated? Because it all was going swell Until the day they slaughtered my family And threw me into a well