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Summary: He was ever so lonely, forced to bear a burden that should never have been his.
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The Boy In The Tree
By: Danny Phantom
There he sat, the boy in the tree,
A spirit with glowing green eyes.
Day and Night he seemed to stay
In his nest, but they never protest.
For the spirit with snow white hair he was,
An invisible boy, not a child's toy,
A weapon they do deploy,
A fight for a man,
Not a brawl for a boy.
A war he did fight, and the dogs, they did bite,
And he hobbled his way back home.
He won, they said, but they never told
The toil of one little boy.
His weariness grew, and his eyes, they turned blue,
As the child fell down to the ground.
A man did indeed pass
And helped the pain pass
And the boy felt for once like a human.
But another ghost appeared, another foe they feared,
And back out to the brawl he did go.
Fight after fight, and the ghosts, they did gripe,
As he sent them all back to the Ghost Zone.
And though cheers he did hear,
A pain in his heart became clear,
And he wandered away from the crowd.
To his tree he did near, and his eyes began to tear
As his sanctuary came into sight.
So invisible he flew, to the tallest branches full of dew,
And there he laid as his mind called to him.
Because life wasn't fair, and his heart cried to him, he stayed there for quite a while.
But then screams he did hear, so visible he did rear,
As the hero was needed once again.
But the protest remained unsaid in his head,
A nag that never went away,
And his heart was no longer content.
Because while ghost boy he may be, a boy lived,
And no longer was ever to be free.
But what of the boy in the tree, you ask?
Well he stayed there with a ghosts broken heart.
A small part of him that could never leave, an invisible being for all to see,
And so there he stayed, never to see
What he could really be,
While held down by responsibility,
The hero they need,
The boy in the tree.
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