Young Child, Mature Mind

Happy thoughts, Happy childhood
For him it was never suicidal 
Being misunderstood did him no good
Society tried it's best,
To bring him down 
Little did they know, what he possessed 
It was a different mindset 

For a kid his age
He was not eight
Considering the stature of his mind
It would be rare to find one of his kind
"He's too opinionated!" ,that's what they said
But they knew that his intelligence always left them dead

A child of mystery and wonder all in one 
How rare to find a human such as this under the sun
His elders were full of rage 
Due to the knowledge he possessed 
He had a few friends 
But they barely understood 
What he harboured in his mind
Would not only change his world 
But also yours and mine