Monday, August 23, 2010

Lonely Child

He’s a quiet child who sits on his own
Not a friend, not a pal, he’s just alone
Watches the pavement with worlds in his mind
Searching somewhere else for what he might find
Because this cold world gives nothing to him
His happiness fading, his light grows dim
Maybe somewhere there in a world inside
He’ll find a place where he can finally hide
Then he won’t have to feel the pain again
Of being so alone, without a friend

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