No Words Spoken by Thomas Reed III Lyrics
A little boy. Pure innocence entering the world 14 years ago.
his Actions spoke louder than his words.
Intelligence ready to share with the world. Mind Above the millions.
But see, the little boy came down quick though.
The little boy in the world had no safe zone. Mother drugged out, lifeless, no job. He had felt he had no home feeling alone.
No words spoken.
He thought he had a father until his father took the step lashing him with anger and stress every rep, as each lash he kept.
No words spoken.
As the little boy stands there as his eyes closed takes the abusive pain from this drunken man, each whip equals each tear that streams down the his face.
No words Spoken.
He goes to school, gets bullied, robbed, after school jumped. Could never be left alone
But no words spoken.
As he walks home one day, 2 men follow
And the little boy ends up in car without choice
one guy had The little boy raped as the other taped making the little boy there treasure as they watch and recieve pleasure
but still, No words spoken.
The little boy lays in bed at home, wondering how escape the feeling he has. With all the intelligence, it cant help him.
Lost in world, wants to say so much but ends up speechless
No words spoken.
He walks into the kitchen, grabs the sharp object as he looks at the reflection in it.
Walks passed his mother as she looks in enjoyment of being lost and lifeless to forget the problems and she doesnt notice him.
No words spoken.
Goes into the bathroom, writes A note as he begins to cry and choke. He draws lines on his flesh with the kitchen utensil with no regrets of it.
Note says "my decision was made thanks to dad, mom, and the people around me"
Can no longer stay strong as he writes on the note "Theres no where for me to belong".
Scared, as he begins to tear thinking of no love from the woman that carried in 9 months, step dad suppose to show him the sunshine but only shows thunder and rain, and survival and pressure of his peer. Constantly living full of fear.
He stops making lines on his wrist and makes a deep line across his neck. He lays there just as his mother does, only difference she gets to see tomorrow.
All because No Words Spoken.
his Actions spoke louder than his words.
Intelligence ready to share with the world. Mind Above the millions.
But see, the little boy came down quick though.
The little boy in the world had no safe zone. Mother drugged out, lifeless, no job. He had felt he had no home feeling alone.
No words spoken.
He thought he had a father until his father took the step lashing him with anger and stress every rep, as each lash he kept.
No words spoken.
As the little boy stands there as his eyes closed takes the abusive pain from this drunken man, each whip equals each tear that streams down the his face.
No words Spoken.
He goes to school, gets bullied, robbed, after school jumped. Could never be left alone
But no words spoken.
As he walks home one day, 2 men follow
And the little boy ends up in car without choice
one guy had The little boy raped as the other taped making the little boy there treasure as they watch and recieve pleasure
but still, No words spoken.
The little boy lays in bed at home, wondering how escape the feeling he has. With all the intelligence, it cant help him.
Lost in world, wants to say so much but ends up speechless
No words spoken.
He walks into the kitchen, grabs the sharp object as he looks at the reflection in it.
Walks passed his mother as she looks in enjoyment of being lost and lifeless to forget the problems and she doesnt notice him.
No words spoken.
Goes into the bathroom, writes A note as he begins to cry and choke. He draws lines on his flesh with the kitchen utensil with no regrets of it.
Note says "my decision was made thanks to dad, mom, and the people around me"
Can no longer stay strong as he writes on the note "Theres no where for me to belong".
Scared, as he begins to tear thinking of no love from the woman that carried in 9 months, step dad suppose to show him the sunshine but only shows thunder and rain, and survival and pressure of his peer. Constantly living full of fear.
He stops making lines on his wrist and makes a deep line across his neck. He lays there just as his mother does, only difference she gets to see tomorrow.
All because No Words Spoken.