The boy roams the universe he owns
Emotionless, almost apathetic
With the mindset of a child
Optimism for the future he knows nothing of
The only security blanket he has to caress at night that the world will snatch anyway
He sighs
Leaving a trail behind
Anything to show that he was there
Used to love life
Now he walks the world he owns like a vacuum
Empty
looking to fill his soul he sold for the world
