Born Innocent

I am responsible for the words that I say

The way that I say them

The people that I say them to

The way I lay my eyes on you

But the reason why

The things behind

The million little pieces of my mind

That make me who I am?

I feel loaded with this world in me

This weight on me

Your eyes on me

Like nothing will ever belong to me

Like I will always be at war

Like I will never reach the shore

So what do I keep going for?

What is this man about?

Is he the shape you’ve made?

The muzzled beast that can’t get out?

Should he be hiding in the shade

For what he could have done

If he had been in someone else’s place?

If this man is your son

Then look him in the face

Was I born innocent?

Did you make me this way?

I will take credit for the battles I’ve won

But the endless road I’ve travelled on and on

The broken mirror I’ve been trying to fix

I give ‘em back to you with all the cuts and tricks

So when I’ll be the voice, the arm that fills with anger

When I come to crush others to feel that I’m still in power

When I will start to hurt, to hate, to kill, to take

Can you ask yourself when you will start to ache

What is this man about?

Is he the shape we’ve made?

The muzzled beast that can’t get out?

Should he be hiding in the shade

For what he’s done

Is he in someone else’s place?

If this man is your son

Then look him in the face

Was I born innocent?

Did you make me this way?

I am responsible for the words that I say

The way that I say them

The people that I say them to

The way I lay my eyes on you

But the reason

The tings behind

The million little pieces of my mind

That make me who I am?

What is this man about?

Is he the shape you’ve made?

The muzzled beast that can’t get out?

Should he be hiding in the shade

For what he could have done

If he had been in someone else’s place?

If this man is your son

Then look him in the face