• 18 years I lived my life
    18 years I planned to thrive
    18 years have come and gone
    Now off I go, where I belong

    Little Jimmy was homeless
    His parents cared less
    He was severely abused
    But couldn't confess

    Oh Sara was poor
    All her peers do tell
    Her daddy lives in jail
    Locked behind a cell

    Georgie was a punk
    He wasn't a fool
    Sold some snow out back
    Just to pay for school