A Boy Such As I
A boy such as I whom is riddled with fear,
so shy, so quiet, makes not a sound for another to hear,
is always found in the middle of jeers,
and is always on the edge of tears,
is somehow invincible when he pets your velvety soft ears.
Now that you're gone,
I have no motivation,
Its hard to move on,
Its wrong, all wrong
why to me,
I didn't ask for this complete and utter insanity.
Why now in this time of of madness and sorrow,
do you leave me with no chance of you being here tomorrow?
