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He’s just a little boy…
Lost in a big man’s world…
Drowning in the quicksand…
And not doing as he’s told…
Breaking all the rules…
Not towing the line…
Making weak excuses…
Pretending that he’s “FINE”…
Hurting all his loved ones…
Even if they don’t know…
As he tries to put on…
The most convincing of shows…
Using smoke and mirrors…
To distract and to distort…
Whilst living a sinful lie…
And not doing what he ought…
Not being the man…
They all expect him to be…
Not living the life…
They think that they see…
As he uses his charm…
And deflects any doubts…
It’s his secret weapon…
Only he knows about…
And uses it to dazzle…
Blinding all the eyes…
That may see through him…
And rip off his disguise…
That he hides behind…
Every minute of each day…
Nodding in the right places…
Pretending to care what they say…
When inside he isn’t listening…
He switched off long ago…
Only looking for distraction…
And going with the flow…
Now he keeps on running…
As fast as he possibly can…
One day they might catch him…
And this boy may become a man…
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quality! Sums up so much of so much
Thanks so much, glad you connected and the reblog is very much appreciated! Cheers J
your words are so beautiful
I am humbed you think so – I guess it depends if you like your words a bit on the dark side 😉 – Cheers J
Haha my words and stories , i write everything on the dark side!! Probably you would find that on my blog!!! 🙂
A fairytale is my first happy poem lol!! Somehow i cant write happiness 🙂 🙂