so happy, so cheerful
the little boy playing carefree
his energy engulfs those around him
his hopes reach out endlessly
but what is to be said when that boy grows
when the cheer vanishes
the hope turns into disappointment
and those who once stood around now walk away
and who mourns when this boy dies
with no funeral and no goodbyes
so many miss this boy but no one says a word
now only a bitter man is left standing
for nothing is said when your inner child dies
