Battles

Joseph's really smart He's good and he's got heart His eyes are big and his bones are thin He never has new clothes He works a job that knows is killing him Found out on a Sunday that he's going to lose his home Everyone's fighting a battle of their own Remy is a child The teacher's say he's wise They keep him on a kind of medicine Now he don't run around His ears are to the ground, listening He might have been Mozart, but they turned him into stone Everyone is fighting a battle of their own Michael's full of doubt The pout is coming out His father and his friends would be ashamed He talks to God at night "If I ain't right, why'd you make me into this way?" He's been taught to hate the only 'M' he's ever known Everyone is fighting a battle Everyone is fighting a battle Everyone is fighting a battle of their own