Just A Boy
I am just a boy but many treat me like a toy They expect me to be strong but no one is there to hold my hand I hurt inside, but no one cares about the boy A boy is supposed to be strong they say but all i wanna do is scream No one sees the pain in my eyes but everyone sees my mistakes I am just a boy, i am not a toy I miss the days i would smile voluntarily now i gotta fake my smile forcefully i am just a boy, but i grew up fast Pain and suffering matured me fast, i never got to enjoy my childhood My hands once clean but now dirty with sins i didn't do i wish the days when my hands were dirty by innocently playing with soil Now my hands are dirty, because of solving problems created by adult i am jus a boy but now i am a toy.
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