They'll see
It's expected that I come back around
Say hi and walk by like nothing ever happened
So young, so impressionable,
So mad, so unforgettable
The pain of the memories and words that I heard
They spring up in my head and made me turn
Into the man I am today
Better off without judgements I faced back in the day
You were role models, you were my own blood
But now I see that blood.. Doesn't mean much
So I found a family formed by misfits
A band of brothers who would never dismiss me
I am who I am and now I am an older brother
I help my younger siblings learn from one another
The pain they caused I am sure
That my new family will never endure.
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