Boy

There\'s a boy with no self esstem, that cuts through the night, praying everything will be alright. Silently he cries to the effect of his dreams. the pian and suffering these scars are no dream. He cant figure out why he feels this way, swrilled in a world and betrayed. the pian and suffering these scars wont go away. Your life and ways turned into something you\'ve always fear\'d. When they ask you just tell a lie knowing your crying inside.....at night you scream \"THIS IS NOT REAL THIS IS NOT ME!\" Cutting a little deeper you start to feel weaker and weaker. The loneliness eats its way how did it get this way? Blood stians the sheets you taste it in the air....you think this is the only way? you cried \"when you walked away i died inside\"