Toxic Boy

Toxic, toxic, unholy mess
Son of a mother; refused to confess
Inside her belly, like seed did he grow
So broken and fragile, his body astrow
Toxic waste swept through his weak veins
So different and strange, the victim of pains
Many would look at him with sadness and pity
As if it weren't their fault he was feeling so shitty
A small little boy, face covered in mud
All of his life people called him a dud
Throw him away, food for the crows
Oh, what a day; true humanity shows
Angry and spiteful, this boy did declare
All of them would die, just to be fair
So he crept to their homes, not making a sound
And onto their faces his hammer did pound
To surgery they went, leaving scars and disfiguration
Disgusted with themselves, and much to his elation
Each foul and broken human walked themselves off cliffs
And our little boy just laughed at the stiffs