• All this pain is just a pile
    A pile of what once was happy
    But threw the ages turns to dust
    It was great, but now just must
    It is now and always will be pain
    It dwels beneth evryon's skin
    It's bubbleing wating to bust
    It will never be the same, It's what we call pain
    To have none who understand
    So you try to figure it out
    You grow older now, You forget it all
    You think it's gone
    But it runs on by blood
    It goes on to your kids
    But it's different
    You think it's the same, But you've forgoten
    It bubbles under their skin, But they forget
    But it runs on threw blood
    From generation to generation
    Only growing worse!!!