he's crying again, alone in his pen. <br />it's not a real cage, <br />cause despite of his age <br />and fucking facebook webpage <br />he's carryin rage <br />and dismay <br />at the way <br />of the earth. <br />he's suffered since birth <br />trapped in his mind. <br />innocent of crime but <br />hes still doin time <br />soft like a mime but he's screamin inside. <br />Its always been this way <br />never knows what to say <br />and life ain't so easy <br />but he dont got a reason <br />to kill himself now <br />so he furrows his brow <br />and he checks himself out <br />self medication <br />the illegal persuasion <br />oxycontin and xanax <br />and so many rx's <br />it would make your head <br />spin. <br />he knows he won't win <br />like a shark with no fin <br />he's swimmin to drown <br />slowly drifting down. <br />he's not afraid <br />he dont want a parade <br />he just wants to be made <br />at peace with himself <br />and with everyone else <br />but they dont get the point and <br />he dont like to point <br />it's right on the wall <br />not foreign at all <br />and if you come near <br />perhaps you can see <br />inside me<br /><br />bill nye the science guy<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/ooooh-yeah/
