June

Looking down the boy is numb he's getting bored He doesn't feel pain and he doesn't feel war He ran out of tears And he ran out of fear Still in the same cage But he ran out of rage whoa Maybe that's the product of age Or maybe he's just losing his way Beneath his face a salty puddle on the floor It's his reflection but he doesn't recognize it anymore Wish he could go back to before Hide n seek he would hide behind the door He started dreaming of flowers and grass Until he hears a knocking on the glass And the knocking turns to banging and the banging turns to cracking And the cracking turns to shouting and the shouting turns to wake up He looks down with damp eyes and sees The spirit of Aiyana on the back of a dragon whoa She's punching up with bloody fists he hears it snapping and Now she's slamming on the glass, it started cracking but It's not enough so he stands up he knows exactly what will need to happen What will need to happen The boy who brushed the fur out of his teddy bear's eyes The boy who cried in his room, but it was okay The boy who wore Halloween costumes in June That boy is gone for now one thing left to do