He walks along the pavement, head down,
Just cruising
Wincing as he holds his wounds
Staggering from the bruising
He falls down on his hands and knees
His hair around his face
Glances down at the puddle before him
As a demon takes its' place
Snarling and snapping,
The world around fades in red
He lays there, deathly still
As the sidewalk becomes his bed
He wakes up and goes home
Around about midnight
Curiously, he senses a stirring
A demon hidden inside
The next day he goes to school
And gets beat down, kicked in the ribs
So when the next kick comes flying in
He breaks all his bullies' shins
He established a sense of terror that day
And it helps keep them in check
When he rocks up at school
He can study to become a vet
He walks along the pavement, head down
Just cruising
Looks down at his knuckles
And sees them clean of bruising
Looks down at the puddle
And the demon turns and fades
The light break through the clouds
And he only sees his face
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