The day they should come

Rusted cars in junkyards with a little boy inside
Raised by the sliding of steel wheels on the train tracks
Passed around like a virus, and treated just the same
Walking in the jungle of jagged metal, with only a ghost for a friend
A little piece of heaven just can't understand the past
To be haunted by the ones meant to love, ignorant but missed

Separated from others by his gifted curse
Carrion feasted by vultures called "friends"
Using him, losing him, in general just abusing him
Confusing when he hits the floor
An innocent mind in a world so cold
Wishing he could change the world without using fire
But burning is all they understand
Not concerned with caring about the poorer man

Left alone in the gutter for days upon end
Wishing someone would label him friend
But when no one will come
When nobody cares
But when no one will come
When nobody cares
The day they should come
He'll no longer be there
But when no one will come
When nobody cares