When he was a kid

he was very happy

thing was as pure

as the light on his head

he sang and he laughed

oh so gracefully

he dance and didn’t care

if someone was there

He started school

not told it’ll be cruel

he ran away

from the fists and the stares

he didn't know why

he got all the look

he was just a kid

just came from preschool

year after year

he stayed in his room

till his family moved

to a new middle school

He was so afraid

but he though it had changed

just to turn around the corner

to be lead to a fist

he cried in the bathroom

eating his lunch

absorbing the word

slash at his face

He started to develop

mental disorders

It hurt him so much

like a bump on the head

he finally got out of

that middle school

got to a smart class

in high school

he made lots of friends

just like him

but soon after

there was voices in his head

they told him to cut

chug maybe a lot

and stop eatin

til you are perfect

he saw all his flaws

not his originality

they keep on talkin

no censor on them