Life is as hard as cold dreams beyond bars
rippled ears from sounds heard raw and eyes that bare scarsLost minds that reflect sights to wonder who you areSitting in a moving car catching winds releasing tears from a farHate is only a echo from a distance of caring heavy hearts are products of over sharingthrough these lies we buy into hot nights and mild smilesHoping all the whileEven as an adult your growing as a childlike cherries in the wild When the sun shines the clouds smilethese days of warm bodies, hot minds and hearts that stand proud.I'm a raisin in the sunnever picked all the while.