One of the Children

You fall through the cracks your teachers don't care You get harassed and the cops just stare So you find strength in numbers and the neighbors say Make these bad kids go away You don't have money so you can't fit in 'Stead you dress in defense of your own convictions You get a job and try to make something of yourself You gotta grow up, now that you look like an adult Well, I know the signs of flagrant neglect And if I'm right I do suspect That you sojourn on the streets Straying from the school yard, now barren with grief With your comrades you go right ahead Drugs, sex, theft, drugs, sex, theft- wild child You have learned to jump the gun And take control from everyone With your violent eyes, in your brave disguise You run and I wonder if you even know why You're still playing games of hide and weep Waiting to grow up in your sleep You are one of the children, one of the children One of the many children that I see every where about me Have you been broken yet are you mentally ill Will you descend to darker places still And perpetuate your pain where ever you go Till you wake up in a cell with nothing but hope Don't let Dante's Hell inside Let your anger keep you alive Don't you realize you're just a kid It's nothing you did, it's nothing you did You are one of the children, one of the children One of the many children that I see every where about me You are one of the children, one of the children One of the many children that I see every where about me You are one of the children, one of the children One of the many children that I see every where about me