Nurture Conflict

Everyone regrets how they were raised
Too high or too low
A trajectory that didn't fit the environment
Nor the internal constitution

Your bill of rights is still too short
Not enough amendments 
If looking back the past still cries
you blue'd my greens and hue'd my lies

May attention get you back
To how it is you are
And the rhythm that you hear
Might heal that tattoo scar

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