Begging for your help

To stop the cause of pain

Sitting here in your office

Crying for presense of relief

Getting nothing but doubt

Words spoken unbelieved

Because of who you are

Because of who they are

Not the model victum

Not the model attacker

Disbelieving everyword

That may hurt the perfect word

Afraid you'll lose your prize

The fools gold apple of your eye

No one could ever bare to stop

The wonder children

The cream of the crop