A spoken-word piece that moves from personal vulnerability to a call for collective action. The performer describes emotional exhaustion and the struggle to find meaning, then pivots to protesting for universal rights, arguing that all people are God's children and differences in skin color are senseless.
I think I might open up my mind a little Let you inside so you can see I'm far from simple I think I might open up my life a little Let you inside so you can see My heart is gentle I think I might Open up my mind a little Let you inside so you can see I'm far from simple I think I might open up my life a little Let you inside so you can see My heart is gentle I'm far from perfect I'm far from a criminal But I promise you I'm worth it Convincing you is critical Feeling emotionally and physically drained Making something out of nothing has got me going insane these pieces don't fit in My patience wearing thin need to take a breather Recollect and start over again we need to fight Stand up and protest the right that we are all alone like we are all God's children the only thing that's different is our skin pigment and it makes no sense so I think I might Open up my mind a little Let you inside so you can see I'm far from simple I think I might open up my life a little Let you inside so you can see My heart is gentle.
