Life Through My Eyes
Life through my eyes: I see crack heads, drug dealers, prostitutes, and rapists,
And they wonder why us black people don’t even make it.
Life through my eyes: I see fighting and killing,
All over he say she say or even over drug dealing.
Life through my eyes: I see babies not even making it to see the age of one,
And I see children killing children by playing with knives and guns.
Life through my eyes: I barely see a future for me,
Because I’m stuck in this environment and stuck living in agony.
Life through my eyes: I see more and more black people dead and on the news,
Just because someone made the wrong decision now someone else have to suffer too.
Life through my eyes: I see my race endangered because of black on black crimes,
Or drugs we think will wash away our stress but it is really killing our minds.
I see fathers deny, innocents die, and their loved ones cry.
I just hope something can change the life through my eyes.
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