The Kid

The child lost it all,

No one to call.

Nobody expected him to be the one to get on the ball.

Feelings have faded and floated away.

He got on his feet, and didn't stop.

Thoughts of being jaded have left, 

He is the one making his pay

Just a kid that made a change,

That one that sagged his pants,

Ink that filled his pores,

Screaming F**K THE WORLD.