#amystika

A young vagabond, forgotten Rejected from his home Sleeps out on the streets now So painfully alone Hurt lingers in his eyes Though he tries so hard To hide the pain he feels from Living on the boulevard He was just a little boy And the world had had enough He was just a little boy And dear god he had it rough Scars faded on his shoulders Washed out by the rain And though he tries to hide it I can still see the pain Can someone please explain? I just don’t understand How he could be the victim Of a stranger’s cruel hand A young vagabond, forgotten Rejected from her home Sleeps out on the streets now So painfully alone Tears gather in her eyes As she takes on the blame An older brother gone Parents wiped out by flame She was just a little girl And the world had had enough She was just a little girl And dear god she had it rough Burns lingered on her arms Although faded from the years Fire crackled and wood snapped Screams echoed in her ears Can someone please explain? I just don’t really see How could someone be so cruel And kill a whole family? Young vagabonds, forgotten Both rejected from their home Sleeping out on the streets now Both so painfully alone He was just a little boy And the world had had enough He was just a little boy And dear god he had it rough She was just a little girl And the world had had enough She was just a little girl And dear god she had it rough Young vagabonds, forgotten Both so painfully

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I fell in line too soon Now I'm stuck in a rut I need help picking out Which ties I can cut I'm falling away I'm falling apart I can't find the finish I can't find the start I'm falling away I'm falling apart Should I ignore my brain Or ignore my heart?

But there's a funny little feeling I've got inside my gut, like things could all be perfect, but somehow they're just not; I'd like to say I'm sorry, I'm sorry for so much, I want to let go of this addiction, let go of this crutch...