Isaiah was a little dumb and naive
He was too nice to the cruel Mary's and Steve's
& was constantly being taken advantage of
Isaiah, knew this and he didn't care
Tho- his little heart as fragile as a dove
Broke a thousand times but he still bothered to show love

Isaiah never learnt from all his mistakes
He was a little dumb, oh dumb Isaiah “I'm sorry” he says
Was he wrong to be kind
To a world which wouldn't care, if he lived or he died
Was he wrong when he lied & said “I'm doing just fine”
He never spoke a tale of his little heartbreak
Just bottled it all up as always

Isaiah was a little dumb and naive
His heart never hardened
To cruel words, sharper than a lions canine teeth
A peacemaking martyr he was
& In the end he took to much
From people who didn't care whether he cried or ate lunch
One day he woke up and decided to sleep
Forever, this time he took too much to eat
© Luciano