We are all raised in the same planet, Earth it’s called but we all live in different worlds
I was raised in a world of violence, isolation, racism, religion and fear
I never understood why those values my mother held dear?
I learned another way, wading through the dirt
Clenching on for dear life with all the various hurts
I needed to find a better life, one that suited me
When I finally did this, from a violent life I was free
But it’s difficult chasing dreams like these
For parents hold you back
And make you think like them under siege then thwack
If you question their damning ways, they hold you down, suffocating you in waves
Of anger, of pity and fear
But if you have a peaceful dream, hold on to it dear
Life will find a way to help you, to pull you through the muck
Then someday you’ll turn around and say goodbye you fucks!