idk...

Picking up the shattered pieces of his mind
It falling apart again while the last pieces he can never find
For life had already passed him by
But he just sat there, I never stopped to ask why
His mind wandering away
Him never truly living a day

The story of a boy
The world's imperfect toy
His thoughts, his dreams never his own
Just him trying to be a perfect boy's clone

His soul slowly fading away
More and more with each passing day
His heart still beating
But his life slowly bleeding, and his mind slowly retreating
His days numbered and bleeding together
His eyes and his cheeks only getting wetter

The story of a boy
The world's imperfect toy
His thoughts, his dreams never his own
Just him trying to be a perfect boy's clone

His eyes the portal to his mind, his heart, his soul
The beating of his heart the key to his control
His thoughts always drifting
His state of mind always shifting
His soul disappearing
His hearts eyes tearing

His hearts broken and torn
While his mind churns
No matter what happens
his luck never turns

The story of a boy
The world's imperfect toy
His thoughts, his dreams never his own
Just him trying to be a perfect boy's clone
It's just the story of a boy
Hoping to be the world's perfect toy
Wishing his thoughts, his dreams were his own once more
Him trying to be a perfect boy's clone has left him broken and worn