There was a story of a little boy
His mother was never around
Had to raise himself, had to learn himself
No good, all bad.
He was strong but weak
Hurt and cold he never let anyone close.
He was used to being alone
But the day his mom tried, horribly,
to give him what he longed for
He turned around and walked away
To which his mom thought 'where did I go wrong'
Completely oblivious and close minded
He grew up to give his kids what he never had
And they gave him what he always wanted
love, hope, but most importantly a family.
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