Voicing My Wishes

Sure our life's a bless that's been given us
But I doubt who blessed us would'ave forgiven us
If it'd been known what we state,
what we say with our words,
meaning we know all there is of this world,
Who gave you the right to claim what's the truth?
Why do you stuff this in the heads of the youth?
You've decided what's gonna be the fate for us,
all a while all you've done is that you've hated us
Heap over the faults and the blame on us,
I can't see I'm guilty in wanting to be free a little,
Wanting to believe a little
All the wishes in the world won't bring my mind back,
but at least they've brought me down the right track.