First Class Mail

She says i'm negative i just can't see

It's her negativity depressing me

Maybe i'm anti-american me

I don't think the problem is nationality

It's your point of view

She see's these things through dogma's narrow eyes

You question my integrity, but i can't question yours

I have joy in what i know

But her interpretations bring me sorrow

How can i act like nothing's wrong

And not communicate what's going on


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