I knew a kid, So good and sweet. But everyday in school he was beat.
Beat black and blue, Teachers were there but never knew.
What the poor soul went through, Rather him then you. Its always the same.
I knew a kid so bad and cruel, There was nothing for money he wouldnt do.
Never to bright not to learn, Hatred and temper in him did burn.
For all the wrong he had done, He was hurt long before he had hurt someone.
He spent time in jail, Inside he wept. But he never did wail.
I knew a Rich mans son, Full of earl and grace. Life so easy was a disgrace.
He didnt see what went on, By the time he was robbed the other was long gone.
He was great in school, Never done other then follow rules. At home treated like a mule.
4 Hours study a day. Its a way to live but not to stay. His future is still grey.
Where all the same you see it aint that hard, Life just deals whats on the cards.
Its like a throw of the dice, Sometimes fair rarely nice. Lifes a gamble we just pay the price.
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