Leaving Home
But, of course, this isn't what we're worth.
Black clouds cover the grey sky.
And all my parents did to me was lie.
They said there was a great land
So I was stupid and took their hand.
My family has been left
And all I've dont since we left is wept.
Tears roll down my face
Ruining my pretty lace.
My mother glares at me
Saying, "You'll love it. You'll see."
My papa hugs me tight
So that I won't start to fight.
In the distance I see birds fly
And I think maybe it's not all a lie.


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