There will be no help
For the boy who hides
What he has felt
Behind the illusion of pride
There will be no aid
For the arrogant boy who screams
So he will be heard by all
as a last resort
Out of fear he will fade
There will be no salvation
For the boy who wants out
His favorite lie is his dedication
While he slowly erodes from doubt
There will be none
For the boy who
Denies it, yet
He screams and pleads
For the help
For the arms to hold him
For the words to encourage him
For the ears to listen to him
And the voice to tell them
No help
For the boy who hides in the shadow
Of his inflated ego
The eyes are the only way to show
The only way to know
No help.
No aid.
No salvation.
None
For the boy.
