Once I saw a boy who was not stupid.
I called him John, he called me dumb.
We called each other the worst of names,
Now he calls me nothing for he is not talking
And I am shrouded in silence,
And this is where I don't want to be.
Once I saw a boy who wanted to be
Whatever did not seem stupid.
He was called John and in the silence
You could hear his thoughts drop for he was not dumb,
But is still not talking,
Not even to call my name.
Once I saw a boy, you know his name,
He acted all pimp but I wanted him to be
Someone who didn't refrain from talking.
His attitude was stupid,
And he did something dumb,
He got drunk and lay in silence.
Once I saw a boy, who was never silent,
He loved hearing girls call his name.
He acted dumb,
To get others to like him. He wanted to be
A football star and I thought it was stupid,
Maybe that is why he is not talking.
Once I knew a boy who loved talking,
He never really shut up, it was never really silent.
I was stupid
For I thought he would always remember my name.
And now I want to be
Better to him but I don't know how so I'll remain dumb.
Once I saw a boy who was not dumb,
Only a bit confused. In class, he'd always be talking
And that was how he wanted to be.
I now remember our silence,
I now remember our names
Because we fought and lost touch over sh!t that was stupid.
I was the one who was dumb, and it is I who remain in silence.
I refused to continue talking and he refused to remember my name,
I always knew what he'd someday be, a boy who was not stupid.