My Dream

I want to live it 

But society tells me that my dreams are unrealistic 

Well that's no fair, in their juristic 

I'm just another statistic 

But isn't this the American dream? 

To be who you want, I mean that's what is seems. 

They got us in a corrupted cage, outraged because they make it so hard for you to be yourself without feeling like you’re not yourself. 

They got us diagnosed like we need self help

The only cure We need is love itself 

By birth were already government owned 

Slap a social security number on our head & tell us to go home

The government hates us and rapes us 

To all stay the same. 

and if you step out of line then your labeled ashamed weird or misplaced. 

 I learn not to care and I step out of line. Because this life right here is god given & mines 

I want to live it 

But society tells me that my dreams are unrealistic 

Well that's not fair, but god is the jurist 

I want to live it, and I am to the fullest.