My life is crumbling, burning to ashes.
My parents abuse me, more inside and out, so they can't see the lashes.
I just lay here and wonder, when will this end, this earthly hell?
And I stumble on, as troubles and trials come at me pell-mell.
Me and my friends, we're dying, it's true, being attacked by monsters both old and new.

But we haven't lost our happiness, that one spark of youth, even though it may be a little uncouth.







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Rex Forté