Greeted with an empty smile
Look away as they crawl by
Bitten by pity stricken kindness
Crushed under others�vanity

Innocence knows not of manipulation
Twisted forms express so well
The simplicity that's not for sell
Shining in their eyes

A gentleness unknown by most
Prejudice will never see
Our reflection in their mirror
Can you see it clearer?

Weakness needs a place to hide
A scapegoat to confide

Ignorance doesn't know itself
Are you really alive?!!!!

Who would spite a man who gave himself freely
If his skin was not for sell
Would you take the time to stop and listen?
Or would you turn away? retarded!?!!!!!!!!