Cracked lips
Chap stick
It's a quick fix
Like a nervous tick
Check out my eyes
They're so clear
Not red veined
Or Insincere
I tried
To recall
A life
Before I lived at all
Being small
A childs bliss
Focused in
I remembered this
I could never reach
What's on the shelf
I was looking
For your help
I'm just a little boy
Or maybe I'm crazy
Like I fell and cut my self
You walked up and saved me
From hating what I felt
This partys
Grown tired
My invitations worn
Back home on the tv
Frauds sell pieces of their lord
So what's a kid to do
They don't make books on how to choose
The path of least resistance
May be the fastest way to lose
I still try to see
If that road is right for me
No one can tell what I'll find
But I want you by my side
I'm just a little boy
Or maybe I'm crazy
And there's no pill to save the world
Were all just so lazy
But if wisdom is a pearl
Weve been misusing her
Strung round a neck her voice can not be heard
But what do I now
I'm just a little boy
Oh maybe I'm crazy
And it's empty on the shelf
It's less than amazing that I'll have to find out for my self
Cuz I'm still a little boy