Naive Girl

This Boy

There was this boy

Who was always teased

Going home early

Was what made him pleased

He will quickly run when the bus stops

And bullies will all laugh

I must admit I'm one of them

I didn't know he's handling something tough

Yes I laugh, but I also wonder

Why does he always run like that?

But I guess, it doesn't matter

Yet answers were what I sought

I asked some people why

And they said he was just making sure

That his sister won't commit suicide

And at that moment, my heart was torn.

I wanted to know how he was

I wanted to compliment him for being brave

He was truly a superman

His sister he's trying to save

One day... He didn't show up

Until a month passed by,

But today he's finally here

A breath of relief, I sighed

I stared at him at the bus

But how he acts was unlike before

His eyes looked dull, his skin was pale

But then... He didn't run anymore.

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I've read a story about this boy... And yeah, I don't know if it's true but I made a poem about it. It's truly heartbreaking, I must say.