| So many things these eyes have seen, | |
| People i've met and places i've been, | |
| Inconceivable how one maintains, | |
| In the game with the pain and the strain on the brain, | |
| How reality's plane can wear you down, | |
| And make you an insane man who only frowns, | |
| City hardened and cold just like me, | |
| Anger has numbed my eyes from all they see. | |
| Like a workingman's skin as it turns to leather, | |
| The mind of the youth is forced to weather, | |
| An assault on his senses by his parents and peers, | |
| That preys on innocence, weakness and fears, | |
| Manifestation of rage runs deep, | |
| Over the edge of sanity, thoughts creep, | |
| Violent reaction, bitter and mean, | |
| A product of what these eyes have seen. | |
| These eyes have seen inhuman sights, | |
| I hold my breath with all my might, | |
| Like anyone else in our own hells, | |
| It seems obscene the things i've seen. | |
| Lost count of how many wakes were attended, | |
| Mind and body never quite mended, | |
| Do you think this is what life intended? | |
| At fourteen your life has ended, | |
| Maybe your spirit is battered and broken, | |
| From shit you've seen and words that were spoken, | |
| Death, violence, drugs all around, | |
| These eyes have seen some shit go down. |
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