Why is he sad?
Why is he blue?
Does life mean anything to you?
He can be wild
He can be free
Yet he acts like he’s in captivity
He goes to check on himself
To make sure he’s still worthless
Tell me boy do you feel useless ?
This sad boy’s truth is truer than true
His pain is real like me and you
But this sad boy isn’t real anymore
He’s a sad man now, kicking down your door, maybe one day he’ll find some peace or make his life a living art piece
Jul 19, 2018
Jul 19, 2018 at 12:59 PM UTC
Why is he sad?
Why is he blue?
Does life mean anything to you?
He can be wild
He can be free
Yet he acts like he’s in captivity
He goes to check on himself
To make sure he’s still worthless
Tell me boy do you feel useless ?
This sad boy’s truth is truer than true
His pain is real like me and you
But this sad boy isn’t real anymore
He’s a sad man now, kicking down your door, maybe one day he’ll find some peace or make his life a living art piece
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