Man, where to begin.
You've been through near ****** everything.
You still put a smile on your face.
My idol, even when you feel nervous or out of place.
Always on the move, nothing you could do.
Yes, we all missed you.
You couldn't help cause all you wanted were you're baby angels you raised,
You watched them grow up, leaving you amazed.
You were stolen from what made you happy,
That's kinda pretty **** ******.
You were cut off,
No it was not soft.
You had to start all over again.
Almost even worse now then when you were ten.
Breaking your heart every day.
You're children's youth fades away.
You must see what has become,
Under mother's thumb.
We turned out pretty interesting,
Don't worry we'll fill you in.
(est.j.r.e.)