I need to get my mind straight.
I look around hoping this isn't my fate.
I swear that I see a million times clearer when I close my eyes,
And when the shock fades, I fear these times.
I stretch my lips and make a smile.
Your actions have turned so petty and vile,
I turn my cheek but now I stand trial.
I hear someone say, "Sh now lady, it's okay to smile."