Forced to be a man,
He walks the streets at night,
Looking for something more,
But finds no one in sight,

Scatter-brained and crying,
He feels so unloved,
His heart is slowly dying,
He's finally had enough,

He grabs a piece of paper,
He writes to the ones he loves,
He grabs a piece of steel,
And falls upon his rug,

Flashing lights and sirens,
They pain his eyes and ears,
He spies his family huddled up,
Sobbing little tears,