As a child i was taught
That joy and happiness were
Off the menu
Instead I was force-fed
Hatred and demise
And while  the neighbourhood kids
Played in my view all I
Could do was cry
So I cried
I spent days upon weeks
Drowning I  the tears
That had leaked from my
Cracked pipeline eyes
And there's alot that drowning
Can teach a boy
It taught me for instance
How to swim
And I tried so hard to swim
To escape the pain I woke to and
And dozed to
And I tried so hard to get someone to
Notice.
I tried so hard for someone to
Gasp in unbearable amazement
But if there's anything else that drowning Taught me,
its that nobody cares.
So I continue to cry
Because when it comes down to it
It's better not to try