Still demonized and denied and financially crucified...
For being different,for not fitting in,for not running with the wolves...
"Freezing,rests his head on a pillow made of concrete again
Kneeling,looking through the paper though he doesnt know to read
Praying,now to something that has never showed him anything
Feeling,understands the weather of the winters on its way
Ceilings,few and far between all the legal halls of shame"