There was a boy
trapped on his own skin
his body did not belong to him

There was a boy
Young in age
Who felt like his mind was confined in a cage

There was a boy
who didn't play with other boys
Instead decided to play with girls and their toys

There was a boy
His parents took away his doll
And replaced it with a baseball

There was a boy
His favorite color was pink
The kids at school loved to shove his head into the bathroom sink

There was a boy
he was in 10th grade
when he found his first blade

there was a boy
who always wore long sleeves
even when it was 90 degrees

there was a boy
who didn't shave
but always needed new razor blades 

there was a boy
his parents started to worry
when they never saw their son and he was always in a hurry

there was a boy
who stopped going out
and everyone started talking about

there was a boy
who never left his bedroom
in school he was always in the back of the classroom
there was a boy
who stopped going to school
people thought he was just trying to be cool

there was a boy
who nobody ever saw
the kids at school call him the weird one who use to draw

there was a boy
who never had a friend to call
and thought he wouldn't be missed at all

there was a boy
who decided to end his own life
That cold November night

There was a boy
who was trapped on his own skin
Until a gun decided to free him