Child:
You're the worst of all
with all your accusations and compunction
I
(Mother) Here I am, the future is mine
(Father) And mine
(Child) Everything keeps getting worse
The terror at home, the dread
Come enter, here's my world
Closed off from pain and cold
Come
What do they see when they look at me?
Who are
My mind is under an attack,
although no one sees
My past
I'm in a spiral of thoughts,the past,the pain, it all
(Child) Hello father, hello mother;
there is so much I don't
(Child) This is the world through square eyes,
I can see
Somehow everything's getting worse
My fight is just one of their
See my life, the failure, you'll make the same mistakes
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