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How unjust is this world,

just when you think you doing good,

in the end you did everything wrong,

wide awake at age 10, innocence lost at 12,

open my mind begin to see the real life,

went from morning cartoons to the world wide news,

morpheus instead of one blue pill gave me 15

so I can see the real world, politics, sunshine,

heaven are said to be,

instead of saying the truth is an eclipse,

want to close my sight to believe everything in life is alright,

as acid in contact with my flesh,

my mind will dissolve,

illusions out my mind, no more morphine on my veins,

thats why I feel all the wrath and pain,

would I trade the sight I have obtain,

wear pretty colors a round my glasses attach nice flowers,

no I wont,

even thought suffer comes with this black dull shades,

the mind wont be fool as I will have to dodge death another day