Weak Little Lad

I spy a weak little lad

With a mind of his own

Proudly content in his oddness

A king on his throne

Hurry up boys

You know what we’re called on to do

Don’t dare leave him unpunished don’t let him get through

Let him get through

Tell him the world hates its freaks

Tell him weak after weak

Till the message sinks in

Teach him how to behave

So his hide can be saved

And he knows he can’t win

Show/tell him he’s wrong

To be small in a world

That loves tall and strapping young men

Kick all his bloody teeth in

And his fragile soul dies

In his quest to fit in

Misplaces compassion is good

In a world that is grey

Soon he’ll beg me to stay

There’ll be no need to escape

Don’t confess to the rape

If he drowns there are other who’ll fake