Broken broken little boy
It's time to grow up
Put down your toys
For every girl left in your wake
It's your mother's heart you break
Less you told like lullabies
But your actions made her cry
With bad intentions from the start
In your hands you took her heart
Hear tears you wear on display
The song of her heartache echoing
Your nieces hearts mirror your past
And it is there karma shall dance
© NikkyaS77