Where the children won't go

My life is a world where the children don't go,

For all there are is nightmares and tears

Nightmares and tears

nightmares and tears

nightmares and tears are the only thing you can find

where the children won't go

where the children won't go

I have never been

because i am the creator of the world

where the children won't go

the children won't go there

it always rains

there is no such thing as mac and cheese

or dolls that cry

only sadness and tears

and nightmares

that is the place

where 

the 

children 

won't 

go.

This poem is about: 
Me
My community
My country
Our world

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