Mama, I'm A Big Girl Now.

Mama, i'm a big girl now.

Atrocious eyes beam through fog,
igniting the way for all to see.
Abandoned houses line the streets,
for the homeless to control.

Sunday night they dress their best,
to find the next one down.
fighting through infernal levels,
mourning for petty love.

Cries are heard through-out the night,
houses lit with roaring flames.
They've caught the one to make their own,
allowing them to control.

It's like their need, infatuation. . .
to feel such humble power.
To harm this woman,
defeat her memories.

They've won the battle,
and lit the way for all to see:
Mama, I'm a big girl now -
has diminished through the fog.