Do you see the boy,
The one alone with the tears,
The one on his knees,
Dying horribly in his fears,
Little boy,
On his knees,
Before his shattered home,
The only hope turned into a tease,
Little boy,
Broken and gone,
Fading away,
With each dreadful song,
He's lost and hurt,
Nobody sees,
As he screams and thrashes,
He'll never redeem,
They take him away,
They say he's insane,
But it's not him,
It's the ones that they claim,
The ones who made him this way,
He fights for freedom,
Wanting to just stop,
Stop, stop the trapped feeling!
To stop the past,
That replays in his mind,
They put him in a cell,
But no one can tell,
That he's really just confused,
Doesn't know right from wrong,
They can't help,
Keeping him locked,
If they really knew,
They'd all be shocked,
A gun on his mind,
And the memories that were sweet,
Mixing together,
Fueling his raging heat,
One day he'll meet,
What was once his,
But each day is consuming,
Each day makes him crazed,
He's losing his face,
Losing hisself,
He just wants what broke,
What all fell apart,
What was once in his whole,
Full beating heart,
Do you see the boy,
The one on his knees,
Try being there and help him,
Help him and me please......
