Hang On
He was always scowling,
And looking off into the distance, staring
Since everyone he ever cared about
Left him and made him doubt
Everything.
Everybody snubs him
Not seeing pain hidden in the glassy film,
Of sweet lies and nothingness
That surrounds him in jest
Of the situation.
All he wanted was love
Something he was unworthy of,
He could not put the mask on one more time
So he took a knife to end his life.
I'm Sorry.
The farmer's son stopped him
And everyone saw them
Crying for hidden feelings
And two banded rings.
Te amo.