The kid in the back
that never says a word
walking down the hall
he's the one you ignored
you don't know his name
you don't really care
In class he knows the answers
but he never wants to share
but i watch him sometimes
to try to figure out
what he's writing down
or what he's thinking about
he's the master of his world
I can see it in his eyes
I want to be his friend
I always tell him hi
But there's something that I'm missing
something that is hid
he still sits in the back
the dark haired quiet kid
