Why am I bound by memories past br of pains that just last and last? br Why am I made to suffer and cry br from misery I wish I could hide? br br Why do I feel so secure in my bed br cuddling up to my teddy bear br with visions of rainbows in my head br knowing I never had her loving care? br br Why am I bound by scarred pain? br Why do I still seek her love in vain? br Why do I seek and never hear br her words of love so clear? br br Why am I constantly bound in my soul br to be so complete and whole br but don't seem to have the might br to carry on the fight? br br Can justice triumph over bad? br Or have I just been had br by a system devilishly mad br created simply to make me sad? br br The only words I can hear br Is Grandma Dolly's so clear br hushing me to sleep br and beautiful dreams to keep.