You fall through the cracks your teachers don't care
You get harassed and the cops just stare
So you find strength in numbers and the neighbors say
Make these bad kids go away
You don't have money so you can't fit in
'Stead you dress in defense of your own convictions
You get a job and try to make something of yourself
You gotta grow up, now that you look like an adult
Well, I know the signs of flagrant neglect
And if I'm right I do suspect
That you sojourn on the streets
Straying from the school yard, now barren with grief
With your comrades you go right ahead
Drugs, sex, theft, drugs, sex, theft- wild child
You have learned to jump the gun
And take control from everyone
With your violent eyes, in your brave disguise
You run and I wonder if you even know why
You're still playing games of hide and weep
Waiting to grow up in your sleep
You are one of the children, one of the children
One of the many children that I see every where about me
Have you been broken yet are you mentally ill
Will you descend to darker places still
And perpetuate your pain where ever you go
Till you wake up in a cell with nothing but hope
Don't let Dante's Hell inside
Let your anger keep you alive
Don't you realize you're just a kid
It's nothing you did, it's nothing you did
You are one of the children, one of the children
One of the many children that I see every where about me
You are one of the children, one of the children
One of the many children that I see every where about me
You are one of the children, one of the children
One of the many children that I see every where about me