Child

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You’ll probably never believe this but I tell you the truth when I say that I’ve seen it,

just a little child acting vile talking foul, regularly the principal would come to walk him down,

the corridor to the office and to be honest he was never happy but nobody ever saw him frown,

everybody always saw him smile and run around they never saw him down,

they just thought he was another class clown, he stopped coming to class and the days started to pass now,

his whole class didn’t notice shit they went on without blinking at the empty seat,

one day he came back bruised with broken shit arm in a cast a black eye and let me see,

marks on his neck and arms that had barely healed I guess he was dealt a crappy deck of cards,

the class just accepted the excuse he gave and the teacher and other students do the same,

you can see he wants to say but he’s too afraid. it’s clear he’s been abused in ways,

none of us can understand but I’m not sure if the class is plain stupid or just playing dumb,

he was changed when he came back he didn’t run around and he didn’t say crap,

he just sat in his corner quiet and alone dying nobody knows trying to stay low,

nobody even gave him a glance and I bet not a single girl would save him a dance,

see I just followed the crowd and I ain’t sayin I’m proud. now I’m the one that’s hollow inside,

this kid he was neglected for too long but I never thought that he’d do wrong,

but one day he came into class with a pistol in his hand, said we don’t understand,

but he didn’t try to hurt us he put it to the back of his head, and he said,

“I know you don’t give a shit but I hope this leaves a print”, all we saw was red,

a bullet of led lead to his death and the teacher had blood all over her dress,

everybody stood in shock still and quiet like a rock, just like that he was gone,