In the morning he awakes as a child
Acting care-free, rebellious, and wild
Walking to school through all the noise and bustle
Little did they know this little boy could hustle
He was the shy one who sat alone
Thinking to him self "these sins must atone"
Watching his mother literally die
Just to feed him, clothe him, and keep him alive
The way he was raised was like a nightmare come real
This is why no one can understand the pain that I feel
Noon comes and the child has grown
Bringing more sins that he can never atone
Blood on his hands and anger in his eyes
Up till just now he never realized
The pain he has caused to peoples lives
Looking at the mirror with such despise
The pain that I felt I put on another
Just because I could not deal with losing my mother
it brought on to me the fear
of not being able to hold them near
i lost them all, and it hurts me so much
that all i have left is a picture to touch
left here alone, left here to stay
maybe the anwser will come when night comes this way
