As he sits and waits in silence,
His stomach growls in fear,
He’s scared of what might happen,
if he let the world reveal his tears.

He doesn’t understand life,
so he smoke another joint,
And when he gets high enough,
he begins to be quite the sight; not caring about what’s right.

So he hides his every emotion,
in the depths of his cold fears,
and when the world revolves around him,
He smokes away his years.