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April 17, 2005

Human Rights

I have no right to question you
On what you say or do.
I have no right to sit and wait
When you've been out 'till late.
I have no right to get so mad
Whenever "whoever" makes you sad.
I have no right to start a fight
When you go out on "our" night.
I have no right to care so much
Even more forbidden is to touch.
So I hide to cry illegal tears
And when it hurts, I lie.
If I have no right to my fears,
Do I have the right to say good-by?

Posted by BlueWolf on April 17, 2005 07:34 PM