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Where did I go wrong? 
Some would say I didn't - 
Bowling, baseball, football 
and cub scouts - 
I was there for every minute. 

Some days I agree it was nothing I did, 
But that just muffles my true feelings 
and keeps them hid. 
What should I have done differently 
to keep my son from going astray? 
If I could only go back, maybe things 
would end up another way? 

Of course there's no going back. 
So here I am stuck, nothing I can do 
to change my luck. 
I can't make things better. 
It's all out of my control. 
Only my son can change 
what's in his soul. 
Will he turn his life around 
and head in the opposite direction? 
Or will he continue doing wrong, 
trying to avoid detection? 

I'm tired of the aches 
of the heart and the head, 
Wondering when my son 
will end up dead. 
Drug deal gone bad, 
a bullet to the heart; 
That's not the way I want us to part. 

I try to avoid these thoughts, 
but they're stuck in my mind 
They make me feel like I'm doing time 
There is no escape, 
I can't make them go away

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