Once clear and squeaky clean
Not contaminated with dust and turmoil,
I lived in a home, which kept me spotless.
Then came the invader.
Just like a two-year-old with muddy hands
turned me from squeaky clean to stained glass.
You can say that dirt can be wash off, but the residue still remains.
No matter how clean I may look on the outside, I will never be the same
Not contaminated with dust and turmoil,
I lived in a home, which kept me spotless.
Then came the invader.
Just like a two-year-old with muddy hands
turned me from squeaky clean to stained glass.
You can say that dirt can be wash off, but the residue still remains.
No matter how clean I may look on the outside, I will never be the same
This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.
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