Mad As A Hatter

He’s mad as a hatter, thin as a dime,
Made of no substance, not made to understand,
Floating around with no care, till he finds out,
The world isn’t a very pretty place to land.

He was a beautiful boy,
With a too thin smile,
Barely held together he was falling apart.

Beautiful girl, he didn’t love her,
She stroked his hair at night,
Watching as he cried for a boy,
That had broken his heart,
Like a toy to tear apart.

Well here's a lesson you must learn:
Broken happiness doesn’t heal,
Like broken bones in neon casts,
Twisted joy and crooked smiles,
Just like the Cheshire cat, disappear last.