There was once a little boy
Who only had his toy
Playing a fool is what he did
Then, reality hit
He grew up one day
Thinking that things will be okay
He saw the world from an angle
Which only gave him anger
For years he searched himself
Finding for an answer to soothe the hell
He only found void and despair
Finding out that people don’t care
Suicide seemed to be his only choice
If only someone can hear his voice
Love seemed so distant and so far
He only found loneliness that was vast
Time passed and thought time healed
Once again, his pain revealed
Running away so far, he tried
Wishing things would be better if he died
Coming to an end, he wishes so
Wishing for a star to show him through
The little boy once jubilant before
Is far beyond help right to the core