The Freak

If no one decides upon our names

Then we are dubbed by our shame

Every time the child passes by

The children hold back- tormenting lies

Despite his unnatural youth as a child

He acted so normal, never wild

But every single person is looking in vain

At the boy who is not meant to be, in furious pain

They blame the child for the unfortunate ones

As if unchosen choices is the boys fault when done

They called him crazy, mad, insane, and a freak

This was the child they didn't ever seek

But freak doesn't care, 

Even though his destiny is unfair

Life has two separate fates 

Freak caught the one he shall always hate

Sometimes he wonders what its like to be real

After his parents died, the paths been sealed

The boy, the freak, with no name

The superiors treated him horribly, as if not tame

Freak doesn't care. He has no shame

We are glad he will always be the same

He will always be the same

The boy with no name

 

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