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How do I feel? What a question to ask... I watch my life like a movie reel I hide as behind a mask Pain as a child, pain now Standing strong through Him Through it all I wonder how He keeps my lights from going dim The pressure's on, can I stand strong? Friend stands by, won't leave Helps to put in focus how long His love is to me and Eve I can, I will not bend Though torn inside, I can To little ones tend Why is this thing so evil, called man? God comforts sometimes through others In the time of need, He fills The hole often left by mothers Even though this life over I till How do I feel? What a question to ask...

Young man must grow up fast Parents' love does not last The pain he feels is hid within Life takes him on a terrible spin Too bad Blame falls upon this boy Blame for elders' lack of joy Hypocrisy is apparent Authority claims to be inerrant Too bad It's so bad, so bad Too bad The adolescent proves himself More an adult than themself Responsibilities he undertakes And the pressure, his heart aches Too bad Younger ones still to care for His requests for help they ignore Just one moment of peace is his wish Even as thoughtless as a fish Too bad It's so bad, so bad Too bad This child ages quickly Maturity he has thickly A