Sweet Child…

Isn’t there a moment when

You’ve felt cared for?

Or is it something you feel

You are not meant for.

With all that burden that you bear

Don’t you ever wish Oh!

That you were there.

The same place where we are

A place so far…

… so far from destiny’s ugly fate

where misfortune with us cannot mate.

But you look so wretched and worn

In those tattered pieces you’re adorned.

The look of innocence and pain

That erupt in your eyes

Are things too honest to be all lies.

And yet the smile on your sweet

face will I remember

And pray that it lasts in this world forever.

Look how helpless am I to sit & muse

Havin less than nothing for you to use

But those infernal angels

Who’ve left here to die

Are the one’s who in hell shall lie…