Four pretty little liars
Each one with a secret...
  ...
yet I never gave birth to them...
You cant replace all thy usement you have done my...
all thy pain ann suffering thy put me thru,cant be...
Some call it the game of life
Some call it a wasted sport...
Children all around the world believe in thee,
Wishin' him to come...
As days go by
And I begin to change...
A family affair with all the kids near.
Coming home what time is not clear...
Desolation and despair
nothing compares to you...
Scared and unaware
for this fight prepare...
Impertinence
Mask the haziness, foggy outlook cry...
Blue
Where to heart with this abundance...
The color you register with hate
misunderstood and cast aside...