Cycle of Life

The little girl who smiles as she skips to the store, you see her so happy, so sweet; But little do you know today shes happy because its the first time in weeks she hasn't been beat. Humanity given all its power, but shes never seen the good Only torture and pain and it's all understood. Grown up to learn shes the basis of their problems; She doesn't know another way Growing up with the weight of the world on the shoulders Is enough to make her cry. But grow up she must, so she learns to be tough Always fakes a smile; and the pain goes away for just a little while She tells herself she'd never treat her kids that way But little does she know the smiles slowly gives way And cracks onto her children. She tried her best, but bitter resentment gets her best. And it's never her fault for She doesn't know any other way. And so the cycle begins again...