Pitbull’s Don’t Cry

I see the children in the lane
They look like friends, we’ll have a game
They’ve got a stick, oh boy, what fun
They’ll throw it to me and I’ll run
But someone stops me,
I wonder why their mother screams
“Don’t go near those horrid dogs,
come here, come close, they’re
dangerous -I’ll tell you why,
They bite little children and they die”
All I can do is watch and sigh
Cause I now know that
Pitbull’s don’t cry.

Mom cuddles me up and says,
“My pet, we love you dearly so don’t fret “
But I love everyone out there
Why can’t they love me, I do care
I wish they weren’t made to pass me by
I’m a Pitbull, I don’t cry.

I sit behind my padlocked gate
from early morn ’til late
When I go out it’s on a lead
Is mine the only heart to bleed?
I’m held in check as the world goes by
I wish the Pitbull heart could cry.

There are some dogs, and also men
Who cannot tell a foe from a friend
So all of us must bear the blame
Expected to live a life of shame
Condemned, alas and we know not why

All we know is we will not cry!