That Boy
That boy who tried to befriend you
But found it's better not to try
That boy who didn't have his own crew
And did his best not to cry
That boy who could never figure out
Why it was he who was so strange
That boy who's anger made him shout
For whom salvation was out of range
That boy who tried to change his looks
So that he may be normal at last
That boy used by thieving crooks
Who's emotional walls were thrashed
That boy who never caught a break
Nothing but insults did he hear
That boy so angry he would shake
As he tried not to shed a tear
That boy who was the punch line of the joke
Who no one wanted to see
That boy who had been broke
That boy was me
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