My life has been lonely since childhood
My future seemed cold and shattered.
I’ve seen how a loving family could turn cold
And left my brothers and sister scattered.
It was like a dream that turned into a nightmare
Is this how life works out in the end?
Does real, true love break a perfect pair?
And why are there only memories left?
We call ourselves family, but yet it’s hard to talk
We act like commentators at gatherings
Discussing each other’s lives with no remorse.
From moms side to dads side
Family injected with lies.
Where does the politics end?
Can anybody here our innocent cries?
We fuss and moan, we judge and hate
The innocent sits on the fence.
Why can’t we live as one? Forgive before it’s too late!
Or have we already planned our fate?