With the weight of the world on his shoulders he felt like he bare.
With no one on his side did anyone care.
So he's out on the streets running and scared,
With his heart broken and shattered,
And his blood tainted in pain.
This boy seemed lost, lost out in the rain.
As he fell to his knees begging to die, all he could ask is, why Lord?
Please tell me why.
Why am I lost?
And why am I scared?
And why was I pushed out into this world so unprepared?
Can't you just love me?
And show me some light?
Change my world and open my eyes?
For now he's on his own with nowhere to go and nowhere to call home.
But it's okay because this boy's always been alone.
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