THE CRY OF AN (IL)LEGAL CHILD
Trapped in my own cell,
I hold the key but I'd rather stay inside,
coz if I come out,
I know they gon judge me.
They expect me to be perfect,
but who said who I am is not perfect,
wish they could change their mindset, understand and accept who I am.
I wanna be legal,
I wanna be free,
I don't wanna hide anymore,
but I'd rather stay inside,
where it's safe,
safe from all the judgment,
all the stigma,
I don't want them to look at me,
like I'm an...