I fell apart, I'll get back up again..tomorrow

Hatred.
I been hangin' on the corner, starin' at the night sky,
and ' the cars drive by.
The faces stare but they don't see me
as I think about the past and I wonder why?

Some of you were born into happiness and wealth
while some of us were born to a life of hell.
And some of us were lost and some of us were found
but most of us were beaten by life to the ground.

Hatred.
And I don't believe in your society.
While you partied and lived it up,
I've seen so many bleed.