We live in a country, safe and secure
Do we really believe, are visions obscure...

Try to imagine, your self in a place
No one acknowledges, your presence or face...

The sun breaks at 6, and the color around
Ads to my beauty, and shines off my gown...

My past a nightmare, I wish to forget
My future is limited, already set...

Its quit at times, but the rage grows under
The silence of a storm, before its thunder...

I have to stay quit, he had a bad day
If I make a sound, then ill be the stray...

The Nile River, will never stop flowing
The wind in the air, continues on blowing...

James enjoys dirt, his clothes stay a mess
cars, planes, and trains, but likes this girl Jess...

I look up to the sky, to remind me of life
The woman I loved, a mother a wife...

I stand at the sink, stare directly ahead
My colorless cheeks, once a pink rosy red...

A loss of breath, when I herd the news
Confused and upset, when I herd of their views...

He lives far away, in the coldest of states
A cute little boy, with a special skilled trait...