Misc Your Songs - Sageleaf22 - the boy with the pink converse

^CBorn in 2006 ^AmBorn to a loving family ^GTiny pink converse on his ^CTiny pink feet ^CGrowing up in Iowa ^AmRarely ever hurt a soul ^GBut maybe he’s just ^Emnot ready ^CTo know

^GAnd he’s unsteady ^EmAnd he’s unready ^CAnd he is falling ^Gdown ^GAnd his heart is beating ^EmHis mouth has gone numb ^CHe’s falling and he’s ^GGone ^CAnd he’s gone.

^C2013 ^AmNot knowing much about dying ^GBut knowing it’d be ^CPreferable over this. ^CGrowing up in Iowa ^AmRarely ever hurt a soul ^GBut maybe he’s just not ready ^CTo know

^GAnd he’s unsteady ^EmAnd he’s unready ^CAnd he is falling ^Gdown ^GAnd his heart is beating ^EmHis mouth has gone numb ^CHe’s falling and he’s ^GGone ^CAnd he’s gone.

^C2015 ^AmBarely living a dream ^GFeeling trapped inside ^CHis own ^Ammind ^CGrowing up in Iowa ^AmRarely ever hurt a soul ^GBut maybe he’s just not ready ^CTo know

^GAnd he’s unsteady ^EmAnd he’s unready ^CAnd he is falling ^Gdown ^GAnd his heart is beating ^EmHis mouth has gone numb ^CHe’s falling and he’s ^GGone ^CAnd he’s gone.

^C2016 ^AmOne year after his first time ^GCoping with the pain ^COf what that boy did to him in ^AmMarch ^CGrowing up in Iowa ^AmRarely ever hurt a soul ^GBut maybe he’s just not ready ^CTo know

^GAnd he’s unsteady ^EmAnd he’s unready ^CAnd he is falling ^Gdown ^GAnd his heart is beating ^EmHis mouth has gone numb ^CHe’s falling and he’s ^GGone ^CAnd he’s gone.

^C2018 ^AmIn one year, turning 13 ^GNot even expecting ^CTo live that ^Amlong ^CGrowing up in Iowa ^AmRarely ever hurt a soul ^GBut maybe he’s just not ready ^CTo know

^GAnd he’s unsteady ^EmAnd he’s unready ^CAnd he is falling ^Gdown ^GAnd his heart is beating ^EmHis mouth has gone numb ^CHe’s falling and he’s ^GGone ^CAnd he’s gone.

^C2019 ^AmJust turned 13 ^GWearing his pink converse on the top ^COf the ^Ambuilding ^CReady to step off ^AmReady to end it all ^GA voice behind him says ^C“Please don’t go”

^CM is there ^CStanding in the moonlight ^AmScared for his life ^GHolding a single pale rose ^CIn the ^Amcold night ^CFace is cold and light ^AmHands are gloved and chilled ^GRose is bright and pink ^GJust like his scars ^Ccovering his ^Amarms ^CGrowing up in Iowa ^AmRarely ever hurt a soul ^GNow maybe he is ready ^CTo know

^GAnd he’s unsteady ^EmAnd he’s unready ^CAnd he is falling ^Gdown ^GAnd his heart is beating ^EmHis mouth has gone numb ^CHe’s falling and he’s ^GGone ^CAnd he’s gone.