You Don't Know

You don't know how you make your family feel

To do the things that's real

Say the things you please

They say you're in cocaine

You should change your name

They even say you're insane

You don't know how you make your teachers feel

To write the things you know

Discuss the things you've learned

They say you're dropping out

You'll be a thief without a doubt

For you're so hard to stop

You should know how you make your rich friends doubt

To hear you're in the slums

Existing just on crumbs

They don't know joy within

That you share with your ghetto kin

You're tired of rich happiness

You don't know how you make the society frown

When you walk the streets in town

They laugh, there goes the clown

They say your look is lean

You should be sweating out in the gym

You even need a dream

They don't know how it gives you joy inside

To see them run and hide

When bills close in like tide

They should be walking proud

Expressing self aloud

Not hiding from the collecting crowd

You don't know how