As he sits in the corner

As he sits in the corner
The world passes him by.
His mom sits in the other room laughing
As he sits in the corner
His dad watches Nascar on a Sunday afternoon
He sits there staring at the wall.
As he sits in the corner
He notices how life has been drained from him
His heart has drained from red
Black has seeped into what use to be healthy.
As he sits in the corner
He wishes
He wishes for life to be normal
To be back to the middle of the year
To start all over and give it another shot
As he sits in the corner
He sits there crying to himself
As he sits in the corner