the lonely boy

he was the lonely boy
his mind was his only toy
and he was judged by everyone but them up-high
he did not do good but god knows he tried
all he could do is sit all day
watching the clouds go by
he hated all those rain days
when those rain clouds filled the skys
he sucked it up and faced all of this fears
but it was not enough for him to take back all those tears
under cloudy skys this lonely boy leers
on and on he walks alone, walkin away from the mirror

afraid to look back
all is so dull back then
he had so much on his shoulders
and so much sweat on the skin
he was scared to death of everything
he layed below the angels wing
hiding so the world wont have to see
the fridged boy that was held in he
he never made it to the outside
he sat alone inside and cried
he prayed for soon coming the day he would die
he never did good but god knew he tried

meet the lonely boy
his mind was his only toy
laughter was held inside
just along with everything else
he was not a hypocrite
he just had problems with
seeing through his eyes
and showing what he felt
everyday he sat at home
crying all alone
no one would want to bother him
bcuz they figured he could bother his own
time and time again he spoke
but not a ear had heard
the lonely boy sat back down
and gave him self his word

look here at the lonely boy
lets laugh him lower to the ground
bring me pain instead of joy
for none in his soul can be found
he has his life at his finger tips
its up 2 him what he wishes to do with it
its his life and how ever he wants to live
its up 2 him who to do it with
and as we watch the lonely boy
throw away his whole life
we cannot help but laugh at him
yet we no it is not right
how he feels inside is completly sick
and then he gets the narled rope and ends all of it

hanging there
in blank stare
the lonely boy isnt alone anymore
we have beat him down below the floor
hell is the consiqence
of this fatal event
so tell me who is lonely now
you should be just crying out
for forgivness bcuz you are to blame
u got an x on ur chest and a disgrace to your name
and now you cant take it no more
every one laughs and takes you lower than the floor
u feel unreal
and the pain is outragious
but its pain that you cant feel
bcuz youve turned the pages
you to are dead
alone and scared
you pray to god
but only satan is there...

he was the lonely boy
his mind was his only toy
he was judged by everyone but them up-high
he did not do good but god knows he tried
and all because he was lonely, this poor child died...





JC