Child of Pain

by DyingOneTearAtATime   Jan 30, 2006


I stand up today
proud to say
i am a
Child of Pain
Raised up on
drinks & abuse
born for helping
those who do not
understand me
i am a mystery
for all the counselors
to try and unroll
dont tell me what to do!
i wont listen
dont try to help me!
i dont need ur tears
i just want to be alone
i am
one of the thousands
of the Children of Pain
dont point at my black clothes!
dont laugh at my missing finger!
dont gossip about those that i love!
caz this cloud be you
turn around & shut up

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