the boy stands so scared
a rabbit in the headlights glare

trying so hard to stem the tears
he lives every day within his fears

the man stands tall and proud
walks down the road so very loud

a swagger to his arrogant stride
a product of the times he cried

the boy stands hurt by the mob
another jibe brings another sob

everyday they hunt him down
kill him a little each time he's found

the man stands and meets every eye
committed to truth and living the lie

taking time to lend a hand
but still no friends his time demands

the boy stands and screams a prayer
tell me god why? - it isn't fair

he hides in his mind and slams the door
gives up childhood he can take no more

the man stands and knows the truth
why he strives in age to reach his youth

why he hangs with kids no adults on his list
he just wants to live the times he missed