Times are tough
Days are hard
Time flies through shattered glass
Little messes are bigger than Mars

Cries all day
Cries all night
To this anguish, there is no end in sight

He wonders why things got this way
Too scared to even fight back
His mother stands in the corner, mouth slack

She hears his cries of pain
Tries to fight him, all in vain
Nothing can be done, for he is insane

He lives in fear
Awaiting the next day
Holds tight the teddy bear
As the hand comes near