Sickly Boy
By: Desolate Cry
8/23/10
By: Desolate Cry
8/23/10
Tattered clothes
Not of a child
These cuts and bruises
They are way more than just mild
Walks into class all out of breath
They trip as he walks past
And they all point and laugh
Even when he falls to his last
Helpless and crying
They all laugh again
Because he is a
Chorus:
Sickly
Sickly Boy
Wearing tattered clothes
Never going to see another toy
And when he falls
They all laugh
Helpless and Crying inside these walls
Wipes away his tears
But gets called a lose by the clown
After school roles around
He runs to his room
Something crashes to the ground
It's mother's hallway vase
Here comes father running up the stairs
It's a chase
The boy shuts the door
Crying now, the tears roll down
As the boy is thrown to the floor
When the door is pushed open
He is a
(Chorus 2x)
He is beaten
Kicked and punched
His head is bashed in the wall
And then launched
Down the eight stairs
Bloody and broken pretty badly
His father just walks on by
Even when the boy says sorry very sadly
Father doesn't care
Neither does mother
Treated so horribly, which isn't fair
But he's just a
(Chorus 3x)
The next day comes around
The principals face is pale
As his phone hits the ground
Starts to cry
While walking to the boys class
Approaching the door he wipes his tears dry
His face is now very grim
When he slowly tells the class
That they will never see him
The boy had died
All the signs were pushed aside
Tears filled up some
When they found out
That sickly boy had been beat
Others surprised
And just glued to their seat
Even the clown
Had nothing to say
Because even he was down
Even though this boy was a
(Chorus 4x)
Sickly
Sickly Boy
