He never got the chance
to be who he could become
No one ever taught him the difference
between good and evil.
He was just a scared kid
who wanted to find his place in the world.
But he made a mistake
that ruined his life.
He was transformed into a monster.
He didn't want to be that way,
but he knew not how to change.
For some reason
he felt protective of one person.
Because he knew not how to change his ways,
he tried to prevent this from happening to his friend,
like it happened to him.
He was the only thing he ever cared for.
And when his friend died,
he could no longer live.
He may have died a hoodlum,
but he died out of love.