When you're young with hope,
And dreams alike
When you're good and kind and thoughtful
Oh how you never saw,
What truly you would become...
How years passed...
How seasons changed...
How others spitted on your face
Too stupid for your parents
Too foolish for the world...
And so you live your life,
A coward among others
Never felt the warm touch,
Of the women you adored...
Bent down to the will of others
Too arrogant to see,
Too scared to act
How good you were when you were little
How weak you are when you are big...
It is dark and full of anguish but the good child never meets a happy end