America’s Youth

America’s youth struggling with life
Where do they all come from and will they survive

Abandoned at youth
Scared and alone
Nameless faces just shadows
Walking streets they call home

Their stories each different
Yet always the same
When they reached out for help
Nobody came

America’s youth struggling with life
Where do they all come from and will they survive

Under piles of leaves
Or a bench in the park
Below bridges in subways
Finding shelter in dark

With no where to run
And no where to turn
It’s on these damn streets
They’ll die or they’ll learn

America’s youth struggling with life
Where do they all come from and will they survive

Hungry cold n’ desperate
Exhausted beaten exploited and alone
They walk the dead end streets of America
On clear crystal nights
No clouds in the sky
They ask the same question
Is it my turn to die

America’s youth struggling with life
Where do they all come from and will they survive
America’s youth