For we the Broken

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(R18 Sorta)

I saw the birth of the newborn king
The one I must protect
Your problems solved with a ring
Has the healing took effect?
You hate the look of both those boys
You wish you could forget
As money blows on their new toys
you plummet into debt
Are you raising your sons right? you blame
All they do is curse and bite
Distracting them with video games
So you don't have to fight
The guilt of not being good enough
It bubbles in your gut
But using protection can be tough
When you're screwing in a rut
So was it worth that one last drink
Or skipping on the pill
Your abusive husband is a dink
And your children you could kill
In the night you scream and kick
You know its not their fault
That moron should have wrapped his dick
Now you're really an adult
Just take your kids to their school
They'll sort it out from there
While you thrash and spit like a fool
Or yank out your own hair
You could always just run away
Do you think that they would care?
Change your name drive for a day
To the states or to a fair
Where you can hide out from your problems
Like they were never there!
But no you won't you'll go right back
To that hell you call your own
Cause pride is something you now lack
Since that hell is still your home