The Life of A Boy

Each day he went to school
Nobody thought he was cool
He did his work and had no play
Than he went to work and made his pay
He was a boy that followed the rule

He was teased and laughed at
They all used him as a door mat
He had no friend
Wounds that won't mend
Yet he just sat

As time went on he got older
Pretty soon he became bolder
The people who laughed got pay
But he earned twice as much in one day
They worked with food and he had a folder

He thought his life was nothing
No friends, no fun, "something?"
He hated himself, He had no might
But someone came up and told him to fight
He did, And Won...This was the life of a boy


Found this old poem that i wrote when i was about 14/15