Angry Child

Angry child on the playground, hurt He's ready to burst out, hit out at anything Ready to kick and scream Angry child, always ready to move Watching out the corner of his eye He flinches When I raise my hand to say goodbye Ooh child, ooh child, ooh child, through your eyes Angry child in my classroom You light up when I give you praise Then you tear up your drawing right in front of my face It had meant so much Angry child, you'd tear up my words with your frown You want to be mad one, a bad one You want me to put your down Ooh child, ooh child, ooh child, through your eyes At home you hear him in the front room You make yourself so small You huddle, cowering in the hall And oh, there's nothing you can do But run when he reaches for you And then they brand you wild, wild, you're a wild Angry child Angry child he watches a video A week ago he was dreaming he was GI Joe (With a gun to keep him safe) What he's seeing on the screen Is not so far from where he's been Angry child, can't be trusting anything