My hands are earth-stained with layers of dirt like coal
Your skin has never known nature in all its glory
Your lips though lush cannot tell a story
For you’ve the brain but lack the soul.
My eyes have seen pain, my heart paid toll
Your whole life has known no allegory
To teach you that I am no quarry
To be ensnared within an empty hole.
You say, “Hug me” without love
You plead, “Baby light my fire”
You sing, “Drug me” without knowing a sober life
But I have seen what you have not above
And I will not let myself expire
I have mother and Father and I am proud to know strife.