My Name Is Gabriel

by gabriel   May 19, 2007


My name is Gabriel
I have no friends
I sit here playing
With my dirty hands

Everyone around
They avoid me so
Did I do something bad?
I just don't know

In my free time
I always make-believe
I can pull a rabbit
From my magical sleeve

The girls will laugh
But ever strangely
It's not my tricks
Just simply at me

The boys, however
Are just the worse
They'll cut off its head
With a scissors

The adults aren't
All that cruel
They never talk except
When giving me cold gruel

I hide at my favourite spot
Away from the sun
I watch other kids a lot
Out having fun

I wish I could play
Though I did try once
They all smirked at me
In unison jeered, "No chance!"

Hence I'll just watch and smile
And then I'll make believe
I'm chasing the others
Through autumn's fallen leaves

I guess this is just life
There's something I can't see
What's wrong with me?

I'll just sit in the corner
And make-believe again
Waiting for the sun to come
After this passing rain

My name is Gabriel
I have dirty hands
I sit here playing
Without any friends

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