I’m a little boy
Always tortured like a toy
I’ve some feeling
Which they are killing.
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Child's Plea
I’m a little boy
Always tortured like a toy
I’ve some feeling
Which they are killing.
I’ve few dreams
Outside of ice cream
But they don’t want to care
They just think in a layer,
Please don’t play with our life
Don’t take us as a dull knife.
I can’t bear this kind of life
It may be over with my knife.