Repaired

I'm just a baby looking at a messed up world that doesn't care

You may not understand me but I guess that you were never there

And as a boy I thought about the others who were roaming free 

Not locked away with strangers who were frightened much the same as me

Then in my teens I broke the chains and stumbled through a darker time

I found myself and what I learned was getting there you had to climb 

That young man struggled on and on until he reached the very top

And once he finally got there he just carried on and didn't stop

Eventually the old man saw himself and in the mirror stared 

And looked upon the baby who at last had been repaired