Blood
I don't feel understood
I'm crying tears of blood
They fall to the floor
And sink into the mud
I'm slowly wasting away
I can't even pray
Because I'm not sure
If I can stand another day
The TV blares
No one shares
They just ignore their problems
But really, they're scared
Broken home with a white picket fence
People can be so dense
The difference of your skin and soul
Can be immense
Can't describe my trouble
I'm an invisible rebel
Crying all alone
In my black bubble
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