He's the boy with
Stars in his hair
Blood on his hands
Shadows in his eyes
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He's the boy with
A handsome face
A perfect smile
A iron heart
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He's the boy
That everyone talks about
That everyone worships
That everyone knows
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He's the boy
Full of charm
Full of wit
Full of insanity
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He was a killer
And they all suspected it
And they all ignored it
And they all were surprised
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He was a monster
And they never stopped him
And they never believed him
And they never forgot.
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He was a wreck
And they tried to ignore it
And they tried to accept it
And they tried to block it out.
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He was psychotic
And they let him take over
And they let him destroy them
And they let him grow.
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So goes a world
Where a handsome face
And a perfect smile
Are worth more then the human within.
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Scratching the Surface (Poems)
PoetryUPDATE: I wrote these when I was 13 and depressed all the time. I'm 18 now, and, fortunately, life's been going well! Unfortunately, these poems are fairly cringe, so read at your own risk. Just some poems that I write when I'm in the poetic mood...
