When you come in my eyes are red
and my cheeks are flushed of color...

Walking down the alley i heard a baby cry
at first i smiled at the child's precious sound...

I look at my angel and i wonder how?
someone left her to die on the streets...

The first time you came I just smiled
it felt good to have someone to trust...

The first time we met his eyes took my soul
something made me want him for mine...

Everyone will love at one point in their life
but not everyone will know if it is real...

A grandma and grandpa sat poised on a porch
as in love as when they first met...

Lately i've been so aggravated for which i have...
friends pretend as i hope for the end...

How is it that so much time has passed
and yet so little has changed...

Fashion tredns buzz in a and out
as wardrobe's are remade...

Childhood experiences that leave your heart black
somehow consumed by what you lack...

This is america
land of the free...