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!