There is something inside of you
And it's growing day by day
Everything comes together
A growing child no chance to resist
After a lot of tests the diagnosis
You won't accept this
There's something not fitting
A disabled little human- that's not what you have expected
Not born and judged by now
You must be kidding me
This is life you once wanted to put in this world
That's how you treat this life
That's how you fear the strain
That's how you treat this life
That shows your superficiality
But that's the way things are done these days you say
Aren't you ashamed of yourself?
Judging something for what it is
Everything in this world has a meaning
A butterfly in the wind
The feast of vultures on rotten meat
From the smallest existence to the biggest
Everything is meant to be!