Wrote this in Study Hall this morning.. really bored. -------------------------------------- He crawled into her womb A prodigy handicapped with intelligence No matter how much he'd fight No matter how much he'd try The old ones below him would always look down at his feet Where are you walking? Who are you walking with? We don't allow that. We've never heard of that. Please, just go away. He was born to be so many things, But the elderly gods all turned away He deserves a family that doesn't look at him ashamed Someone to tell him 'good job' at the end of the day Where are you walking? Who are you walking with? We don't allow that. We've never seen that. Please, just go away. Make-believe labels on all of the lockers He'd make a beautiful testimony if he didn't hate the church He can hear the sobs of his brothers The only ones who try to care, but always fail to learn Spinning bowls We've run out of milk Spinning bowls, and praying for God to fill the carton of milk And now we're pouring from an empty carton we believe is always full Where are you walking? Who are you walking with? Now that we've seen you, And now that you've seen us. We just want you to go away.