Left Helpless

His life is perfect; happiness is knocking on the door,

He achieves everything, then instantly starts to fall,

His heart scattered, bleeding tears - aching pain, on the floor.

Music comes to the rescue, cleaning up the gore,

The horn is weilded, releasing it's call,

His life is perfect; happiness is knocking on the door.

His father gets angered, screaming "NO MORE!"

The boy is ruined again, he no longer stands tall,

His heart scattered, bleeding tears - aching pain, on the floor.

Then along comes she, urging him to soar,

The twinkle returns to his eye, he parades through the hall!

His life is perfect; happiness is knocking on the door!

But then she is gone, no longer there to adore,

He is nothing but garbage, he can't even crawl!

His heart scattered, bleeding tears - aching pain, on the floor!

He sits in sadness, crying in the bathroom stall,

He can't take it any longer, he slams his head through the wall,

His life is dead, happiness slams the door.

His heart scattered, bleeding tears - aching pain, alone on the floor.