There Once Was A Boy

There once was a boy, who was always alone.

He had no friends, nobody, on his own.

His mother is cruel,

and father mutual.

He had love, love that he held dear,

one message that was very clear,

but alas, it was not to be, for his heart was in shame and misery.

The boy had pains and had a soul, never knowing childhood,

growing early old,

for when his sister, comes to play

all he does is run away.

Could you ever live like him? The boy who has no whim?

And every day, every hour, his says these words of hope:

Looks like we're never giving up now,

to be much better and,

turn my mind at ease...



There once was a boy, I know his name,

he's the boy, I would give a toy, if i could live how he did.

Oh little boy, can I cry your name?

For the world has hurt you, with it giant shoe,

killing you, oh in shame.

Little tiny boy, do you know who I am?

I am you,

kind and true,

Outren is my name.