They called him Michael, my social worker responded
Already two years of age with that name, I think he's bonding (but what?)
Quit it by being called it, ok we get it, it goes well with Martinez
And there you have it I'm born again
Bred with the origin of black, Spanish and Polish
Four sets of fostered, aborted, and recorded to his mouth motoring
But he was fortunate, got swooped up by a nun (in that time)
I believe anointed and blessed with a holy tongue (this was life)
Ordaining him with a Eucharist gold plating
That he wasn't aware of till rule made him acquainted (an acquaintance)
More than that it was sacred, they formed a brother-
Hood with the hooded literature they spoke with one another
Able to halo but tempted beyond the devil
He faced the day in and day out till exhausted feeling miserable
But he felt chosen to finish the duel and make happy
Of all that's tarnished, in ruin, buried when he is laughing
The M&M of the NM
That little boy with thanatophobia here to makes amends (sorry)
For everything that he did and didn't do (confused?)
What he was dealing with never trusted you (who?)
You, as in the whole entire world, everybody
Anyone, anything that would ever show love around him (and you see)
I guess I just thought you were never coming back (but I did)
So now I'm well and I understand what it is to give
I didn't even know that side of myself
My mom's toll ADF and she passed it along to cure health
Like you were scared to be abandoned since jump
You'd only last a couple of weeks or maybe a few months
Then off you would go to other temp agents for supervision
Until they were irritated and lacking that of precision (really?)
Parenthood only if easy when it came to heed (me)
But it wasn't that easy at least to me can't you see (me)
That's probably what he was thinking way deep inside (but they couldn't hear me)
Hear him or anything what a ride he would take them for all reside, and just know and not really want it
Sister, widow, his only true guardian till a needle walked in
Along with Margo and Sydney (they really see me)
But he was still ask them so briefly (are you coming back to get me?)
Indeed and it was permanent they always made it back
But I was still scarred from the past (will I ever get over that?) hmm...
The M&M of the NM
That little boy with thanatophobia here to makes amends (sorry)
For everything that he did and didn't do (confused?)
What he was dealing with never trusted you (who?)
You, as in the whole entire world, everybody
Anyone, anything that would ever show love around him (and you see)
I guess I just thought you were never coming back (but I did)
So now I'm well and I understand what it is to give