Baby Girl/ Boy
Baby girl, Baby boy, why do you slit your wrist?
Why you always go to violence when you clench your fist?
Is it cause you're all alone at the lunch table?
Try to fit into the puzzle, but you're just not able?
Why you always cry when you lay in your bed?
Is it cause you rather be in the clouds instead?
Dead or high off weed? To fill the void of need?
Instead of college letters you want a letter from your friends
To suceed..
Baby girl, Baby boy, why do you feel this way?
You never smile, on the edge of death each and every day
The chair's collapse
ITS TOO LATE, but perhaps....
Maybe if you consider your circumstances in another way
Baby girl, Baby boy, heres my challenge to you.
Go outside and let the sun fill the darkness in you
No matter what people say and what they do
The only who knows yourself more than anyone....
IS YOU
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