Beaten
Go ahead
And bang my head
Punch me in the face
And whip me with the shoelace
Call me names
And turn on the flames
I stand as strong as a lion
For them to not see me cryin’
I go home uglily bruised
But who cares about a boy who’s so screwed?
Alone, I curl up and cry
I better go off and die
I am not like the others
who am I other than a child who suffers?
