My eye wake to a sound of some kind yelling saying he don't want to leave
But why? would a child want to be around the old people.
Well I tell you why?
They treat him better everyday
giving food and knowledge of how to survive
In these days
Oh and these unsubscribed Times
And he must one day go home
And be loved by his own
An they will see him grow in a better way
Then thee older folks lieing to him
telling him he has to
come at patients who don't know
how long they have
to be on this earth
So if you jar me out my sleep
And then yell It's about my brother
or father or someone you keep becoming
Oh you got a lot of people in you
you got that disorder with many lives inside
Oh I cry for you because you see
I am depressed An to abused by your states of mind
when you all think it's cool to unwind my intelligence
With your own personal pressure
an mind.
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