My boy was lost,
Bewildered and confused,
On talking to the doctors,
He was even very rude.

His temper he has lost it,
Emotions are disturbed,
If only they would listen,
To me it seems absurd.

The patient doesn’t matter,
Or it seems to me,
And talking to my friend,
She also does agree.

But Lord we leave my son with you,
There is no other way,
So put your precious hand on him,
And guide him through each day.