With time the child draws in This whipping boy done wrong Deprived of all his thoughts The young man struggles on and on hes known A vow unto his own That never from this day His will theyll take away
They dedicate their lives To running all of his He tries to please them all This bitter man he is Throughout his life the same Hes battled constantly This fight he cannot win A tired man they see no longer cares The old man then prepares To die regretfully That old man here is me
Originally posted by GinoJ With time the child draws in This whipping boy done wrong Deprived of all his thoughts The young man struggles on and on hes known A vow unto his own That never from this day His will theyll take away
You're gettting better. But there's only three lines - see Count the syllables
Originally posted by GinoJ What I've felt, what I've known Sick and tired, I stand alone Could you be there, cause I'm the one that waits for you Or are you unforgiven too?