I wish I lived in the present, with the gift of my past mistakes, but the future keeps lurking in like a pack of snakes. Your sweet little eyes, your sweet little smile is all that I remember, but those fuzzy memories mess with my temper. Justification is killing me, but killing isn't justified, what happened to my son? I'm terrified. it lingers in my mind and the thought in my mind keeps on getting bigger, I'm sorry my sweet little baby I wish I've been there. It's been so long since last I've seen my son lost to this monster, to the man behind the slaughter, since you've been gone, I've been singing this stupid song so I could ponder, the sanity of your mother.