Pitter patter
As the rain bashed against the floor and it had been
A stormy night
He was carving a piece of wood that looked like a
Bird
His dad slowly comes in and says
Happy birthday he says
Make a wish he says
I have a lot of wishes to say
To look good
To not look like a freak
And get treated like a dog
But I am trapped in this life
Like an elephant we travel with.
I had sat down and closed my eyes
And blow the hot candles out
But as well I am more than a freak
But for now….. the show must go on.