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Sing

Such a sad sight
To see the son walk around
Black dyed hair
And ears pierced out

Nothing comes in him
Life is so scary
Living in a house
That has no swearing

Every time they talk about
His fucking dad who walked out
His shit gets escalated
All the emotions come out

He flips the house upside down
Storms up to his room
And blares the radio
Songs with fucked up lyrics, no where to go

His dreams are shattered
Replaced by thoughts of dying
Hiding the fact they're crying
While I'm down here singing

His mind is polluted
Trashed by this rock and hip hop
Enthralled by the thought
His favorite rapper carries a gun

He thinks that cool
But what he don't know
Is that they're protecting themselves
Cause they know about life itself

So let's change these lyrics
Let them know it's alright
That life can turn around
If you just sing out

So just sing to them please
Let them know not to let go
Just sing for their sake
But don't forget to sing for your own

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For the STRESS Contest - STRESS AFFECTS ME THIS WAY!!

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  • Zerstort
    October 20, 2007
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    It's sad....yet inspiring at the same time.

    Aden Recreated


  • Disturbed Prodigy
    September 16, 2007

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    wow, you know this was something i thought was going kind of another way but you did a golden job on this, keep it flowing


  • Kristin Melissa
    September 15, 2007

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    This is well written... I know the other side of the story to an extent... Again... well write, Koodles
    Blessed be
    Mystic

  • specialbabygirl
    September 15, 2007
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    this is freaky(scary) but really well written. i like it

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