Lyric Ghetto Child

When I was 17
I ran away from home
and from everything
I had ever known
I was sick and tired
living in a town
filled with narrow minds
and hey...hey

They used to laugh at me
The children called me names
I would run and hide
feeling so ashamed
just for being born
I was just a boy
punished for a crime
that was not mine

Chorus:

Life aint so easy
when your against a child
life aint so easy
when your against a child

No one tried to understand
Papa did the best a man
could do

A child reality is paid for by his faults
Fancy fairy tales
.............
Who can well afford
time to make believe
childhood dreams
can still come true

So I ve been wondering
Traveling all around
guess it aint my style
to live in just one town

still I ll never know
why a child is blamed
ridiculed and shamed
we re all the same

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