Rachel Hore - Angry Child Lyrics

Angry child on the playground, hurt
He's ready to burst out, hit out at anything
Ready to kick and scream
Angry child, always ready to move
Watching out the corner of his eye
He flinches
When I raise my hand to say goodbye

Ooh child, ooh child, ooh child, through your eyes

Angry child in my classroom
You light up when I give you praise
Then you tear up your drawing right in front of my face
It had meant so much
Angry child, you'd tear up my words with your frown
You want to be mad one, a bad one
You want me to put your down

Ooh child, ooh child, ooh child, through your eyes

At home you hear him in the front room
You make yourself so small
You huddle, cowering in the hall
And oh, there's nothing you can do
But run when he reaches for you
And then they brand you wild, wild, you're a wild
Angry child

Angry child he watches a video
A week ago he was dreaming he was GI Joe
(With a gun to keep him safe)
What he's seeing on the screen
Is not so far from where he's been
Angry child, can't be trusting anything