Why is it that I got stuck with my own pain?
why does it feel like my world has to suffer with endless rain?
how come we celebrate now that we have a black president?
yet we fight when illegals become residents?
why is it that I have to suffer?
why is it that I can hold a job and I'm kicked out?
is it because I'm not good enough like my brother?
tell me lord why?
why cant I get the love?
why cant I be a super star?
why cant I be my own race?
I guess we may never know?
am I a good boy?
no!!!
