When I was 17
I ran away from home
and from everything
I had ever known
I was sick and tired
living in a town
filled with narrow minds
and hey…hey
They used to laugh at me
The children called me names
I would run and hide
feeling so ashamed
just for being born
I was just a boy
punished for a crime
that was not mine
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Life aint so easy
when your against a child
life aint so easy
when your against a child
No one tried to understand
Papa did the best a man
could do
A child reality is paid for by his faults
Fancy fairy tales
………….
Who can well afford
time to make believe
childhood dreams
can still come true
So I’ve been wondering
Traveling all around
guess it aint my style
to live in just one town
still I’ll never know
why a child is blamed
ridiculed and shamed
we’re all the same
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