BOY BLUE

In the still quiet silence I hear echoes of the violence That boy inside Can you hear him crying I hear him dying Pressed into the mold Now these features hold You become what you do It becomes you Ignore the child There’s no pain Push it down It comes back again Shut him up Shut him up Shut him up Little boy inside What did you do With all those dreams To make them true Nothing It seems What did you do little boy You’re black and blue No one listens To you