Hi this is hurt
From the province of brokenness
In the city of tears
At the street of unfulfilled promises.

I just woke up from the funeral
Of an abused hollow muscular
Pain that even callous can't clad
Wrecked emotionally and mentally of a lad

This will be my home
I would like to be here
Since no one can hear
The whimp that can tear

I feel loved and cared
All day is being shared
I'll be here for a long time
I'll be here for a long time.

Where someone cared for me
Where someone loves to feel me
Where I am being remembered
Where I can be me. -J.R.G.F