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he stands fast at the door
he's nothing like the others
what a lack of any goals
i can't shout anymore
this treatment isn't working
and it's making my throat sore
pulls the cloth that hides his things and looks
the feed, it isn't there
mom must be catching on again
awaits a lesson in the finer thing in life
but the boy inside the story isn't him

cannot seem to do anything to please him
slow realize - losing him

confrontation meets a boiling point
he leaves the house again
another night inside a car
awaits a lesson in the finer things in life
but the boy inside the story isn't him

coming of age, i can feel it
turning away my eyes