My Pen And Paper Causes A Chain

I'm Just A Little Bit Sicker Then The Average Individual I Think.

I Don't Even Know How To Speak Up For Myself, Because I Don't Really Have A Father Who Would Give Me The Confidence Or Advice.

I Try Not To Look At It That Way. Being White. I Don't Wake Up Every Day And Look In The Mirror, 'oh. I'm White.'

I'd Go To, Like, Six Different Schools In One Year. We Were On Welfare, And My Mom Never Ever Worked.

I'm Not Afraid To Take A Stand. Everybody Come Take My Hand. We'll Walk This Road Together, Through The Storm. Whatever Weather, Cold Or Warm. Just Let You Know That, You're Not Alone. Holla If You Feel That You've Been Down The Same Road.