IMAGINE

I have drifted into a time of despair
Where no one seems to be there
My life seems meaningless when my mom and dad
Are blessed with evil

Now they are gone, split up, and I don’t like it
Because my life, is now, nothing more than spit
They should be ashamed, but no
I had to be brought into the show

It is finally over, like a mower when the blades cut the grass
My dreams shattered like glass
But I showed them because now I live with my grandmother
Without protection or cover from my dad or mother
Without care in my time of despair