Born in ‘63
The world at war over race
My parents with me
It was always said
Some have kids, some have mistakes
They had two and two
Two kids who they love
And two unwanted mistakes
Life is a gamble
Two kids to adore
Fifty/fifty chances there
Two more to regret
Mistake number One
Drugs and alcohol, she’s dead
Dear God, I miss You
Me, I’m Mistake Two
Not sure what to be and do
Seeking my own voice
