Look at him
Look past his walls
Trying to hide
To disappear in the halls
They say he's angry
Can't they see the hurt?
He's seen so much pain
Been pushed into the dirt
His mama is at home
She's overdosed again
Lying in bed
Covered in cocaine
He's scared to go home
His father hits him
He can't get away
On broken whim
Hiding in music
He makes it through the day
Fighting the world
Trying to stay
Wearing long sleeves
To cover the scars
He wants to diappear
Go beyond the stars
He loved this one girl
But she can't love him back
She is beyond perfect
And his world is black
They call him dumb
Can't they see
He fights everyday
Is it only me?
He can't take it
The pain is too strong
One last day
To turn right to wrong
Pills in one hand
A knife in the other
Someone stop him
He needs his mother
Too young to die
Lost his fight
One last chance
Make wrong, right
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Poems
PoetryA little bit of this, a little bit of that. A small collection, but endless feelings. A few forgotten memories, lost thought and unknown names. Enter the world of a poet's mind. A magical place...A haunted place.
