"Chains"

Bound in chains, the chains of my own

I planted them well and now they've grown

More and more links I make and I add

My conscience grows weak, my heart becomes sad

But this feelings I take no heed

Just make more links at the quickest of speed

I keep them hidden away from all

No one must see me when I stumble, I fall

My friends, they know me for who I am

Adults still me as a little lamb

Oh, it will pass; its just a phase

Pretty soon you'll laugh when you talk of these days

They say this often; I don't know why

If they saw the chains they'd yell or cry

It is so hard to loose these chains

For now they've become my walking canes

Calvin "Cheese Grits" Yerke