Jordan's eyes
Lack of mascara
Already the eyes have been
Shadowed with black
Young still learning
Life at its toughest
She, not a lover of Pink
Not a lover of light
Dim speaks of her peace
Peace given to her
Not by the heavens
By the Gotham's
Black spoke louder
It spoke louder
Than any colour
A Gotham
She chose the darker side
Seeing disappointment
In her parents eyes
I understood her
More understood
Cause we were the
Misunderstood
The girls with tattooed arms
We understand ourselves
