When I think about my life
The exciting events that happen
Stopping bad guys with big knives
Evil men who have been laughing
I never stopped to realize
What else lay out there in others
I have never imagined all the lies
Or the abusive fathers who abuse girls and their brothers
I realize now I have had only thoughts for me
About my life and nothing moreNever stopped to really see
Just a little boy who is meant to be
More
Just more of what he is now
What he is now to the world but slaved by chores
Other than sitting by the sycamores
By the sea
To be
To feel free
For eternity
What could I do for him then?
Other than to see
The same little boy over and over again
With nothing to be
What
then?
I feel helpless
Thoughtless
Selfish
Greedy
Too needy
One who takes things for granted
Other than that boy living single-handed
Single-handed
With nothing to be
When I think about my life
What I do everyday
Saving my city and one's wife
I do help that little boy in this way
Though little he is not
Just he is not
I keep him safe as I see the joy
Joy In his eyes when a bad guy's caught
When a bad guy's caught
One we have fought
Have fought
To keep him safe
I'm one of his heroes
One he looks up to
His hero
One he believes who fears no
Pain
Or shame
Or the growing distain
I am the one who
Helps save his life
His life
From a killer's knife
I would save his live every second of the day
Just to see the joy that dances in his eyes
While saving many other lives
But for him in a way
My life for his
I would pay
Never to miss
The joy I see in him
In himThe joy I see
In him to be
To be
To see
The joy to be free
To be free of this never ending sea
Next to him
Beyond him
Past his brim
Of life
Never to entice
To sit by the sycamores
To sit and eat s'mores
To be free
Away form the city
Away form the never-ending sea
A charm
To keep him warm
Without harm
To be free…
Always I wish to see
That joy
I do not understand what keeps it in thee
When it could be free
Instead of a useless toy
My life for his
I would give
Just to see the joy in his eyes
What lies
Locked up inside
To the world he is nothing
But to me…he is something
One of the ones I keep in my heart
From the start
To the finish
Off the fight
To diminish
For everything that's right
That boy is the one I live for
My life for his
My confusion for his joy
For you
Stay true
Stay true, boy
I'll die for you
A charm
Just to see the joy.
Your joy
Forever…
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