I'm small, I'm useless,you put these words into my headand now, I don't know how to get them out.From the start when I saw your faceI knew that this was going to happen."God why did this come over my path,why did I see this face of utter hate,O God, the aftermath,what suffers will you have for my faith."Again with this rhyme,it needs to stop."God, what happened to me,"I fall to my knees as I pray to you,"These are my only words, o God,hear them, but also help them.For I am only a young boy,sent into a world without sympathy.A world where people die over greed, hate, guilt.I'm only a small child, a mere boy,armed with words, armed with knowledge.God, do you hear me?"