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The Quiet Kid

There’s nothing wrong with him

He’s just on a word diet

But others still continue 2 question

Because this kid is quiet

He wears long sleeved shirts

And has long hair 2 hide his face

That’s not the only thing he hides

Cause he lives in his own space

His peers taunt and tease him

2 see if he can speak

They make his life a gloomy game

By making him “the freak”

All he ever wanted

Was 2 be left alone

But in this rough reality

He’s never on his own

Especially when it’s dark

When dark is not his fears

It’s what is inside it

That brings him his troubled tears

No one knows his untold strife

And no one ever will

Secrets must be kept

But at some point they must spill

Pillz keep his mind in line

But thinking makes him swerve

A thought of suicide came along

And hit that ready nerve

Why does his God not answer back?

Why do things never go well?

Why do people want him 2 talk?

Why is his life a hell?

His mom and dad love him so

But they don’t understand

That their one and only son

Wishes he was never planed

Laying on his bed

Spacing at the ceiling

He cuts himself deep

2 stop what he is feeling

Deaths the key

That set him free

In truth this quiet kid

Is me