The Day

Walking through
            The forest
            (in my mind my heart no my soul it must be my soul)
            I saw a man
            (he was weird brown haireyes so bluegreen scary almost)
            He was walking towards me
            (scared, toofast noone walks that fast hes oldgoawayleavemealone)
            Holding his hand out
            (wrinkledgross)
            he took mine
            (so cold)
            and led me to the other side.

            I looked at him
            (those weird eyes)
            and I bowed my head
            (so ashamed)
            I apologized
            "I'm sorr...sorr...sorry"
            (kicking myself, learn to TALK)
            He looked at me and asked why
            (wow)
            I just bowed my head and walked away
            The day the old man showed me how I am

Running through
            The fields
                        Waving
                        Weaving
                        Dew glistening all around
                        It looks good. Im thirsty
            I saw a little girl
                        She's crying
                        Damn little kids
                        Maybe she will shut up If I give her a dollar
                                    Maybe I wont give her a dollar
                                    I could buy some cool things with a dollar
                                                A king size candy bar
            I walked to her
                        I hope I scared her
                                    BOO
                                                AHH!
            And asked her what was wrong
                        Her mom left her here all alone last night
                                    Oh my god
                                                I am terrible
            Then I cried
            The day the little girl showed me who I am

Dancing through my dreams I came upon a young boy standing all alone he was upset and I don't know why but I did not want to go help him he was odd he scared me and I am not ashamed to say it he was odd
He started crying and his wailing hurt my ears it made them sting I did not like it but it would not stop and I don't know why I had to do something
I walked to him and told him to stop to stop this instant
He did
And then he cried again
That was the day the young boy showed me what I had become