I wrote this a while ago and I lost it, so this is the best I can do to remember it.
Charlie was a lonely boy,
Who came to school one day,
With bruises up and down his arms.
It was the price he had to pay.
He had to lock the pain away
To show that he was tough and strong.
But he wished so much,
To to cry all day long.
He tried to stall at school
So he didn't have to go home.
With his drunk dad,
He didn't want to be alone.
But he had to go home
Which filled him with fright.
He didn't want to get hurt
On that dark and quiet night.
But all went wrong
When he got home.
His dad was mad,
And they were alone.
His father beat him,
Beat him black and blue.
Charlie had had enough.
He hit his father too.
His father screamed
As his nose bled.
He grabbed a knife
And poor Charlie was dead.
Yeah it kinda sucks...but yeah...
