"Child of innocence"

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Why the sky was too high.
Why do people can't fly,
Why you have tears when you cry,
Why people living you without saying goodbye.

Lots of questions about our lives.
Healed me with your vibes,
Feel the pain in this darkest side,
Seeking a way to survive.

I know I'm just a spick of dust,
In front of everyone lust,
Start to feel the mistrust,
Should I'd need to pretend if it must.

How long do I need to wait my liberty,
If I'm prison in the world of poverty,
It's hard to escape in this toxic society,
But I can't do anything because this is a reality.

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