The kid in the background The one who doesn’t smile Who goes mostly unnoticed And has for quite awhile. The kid in the background Who stands there all alone. Is the child an orphan The baby nobody owns?
The one who is forgotten When family gathers. Is this the only child With no father or mother? And what of the brothers And sisters to this kid. Why do they ignore him? Is it something that he did?
The kid in the background The last one to get picked In a neighborhood game. Is it some king of mean trick? Are his glasses the problem Or some condition of skin? What can be the excuse For the sad state he is in?
The kid plays by himself It seems he has to pretend That he is having fun alone And that he has a friend. Are these children like birds That pick on an injured creature? Where are the parents here, The adults, the teachers?
The kid in the background Might be the brightest one But how will we ever know If he shines brighter in the sun Unless we ask the questions Of what brings this all about That children on the playground Want to leave this kid out?