Emo Boy With Wings

There was once a little boy
No one seemed to care about
He sat in his room alone all day
And cried himself to sleep at night

He wished someone out there
Knew how much he hurt
The boy yelled out for attention
But no answer was heard

So he stood on the bridge
Staring into the welcoming water
He wished to be free
From all the pain and suffering

He spread his arms like wings
And leapt into the setting sun
For that brief moment in time
The little boy was flying

He hit the water with a splash
And sank below it's icy surface
The boy never came back up
Not a soul noticed his disappearance

The emo boy with wings
A beaten and battered soul
Driven to the edge by ignorance
And pushed over by hate

He may not be missed
But he is surely remembered
As the kid who flew
As the emo boy with wings