She watched so long and understands
The demon, lonely boy,
And realized that it has been months
Since he's shown a shred of joy.
The stories, they have reached her.
She knows the tales and lies.
She ventures to reach out a hand
To the boy with Emerald Eyes.
It's not a myth, it's not a lie,
A fact, she knows for sure.
Inhuman, called a freak, she feels
He must feel something more.
She goes to him one evening
It's a bit of a surprise
To see him crying, vulnerable;
Tears fall from Emerald Eyes.
His eyes are wide, his fists are clenched
She approaches ever near.
She's cornered him, a growl escapes.
Defensive, out of fear.
The reaction was immediate:
Away fell the disguise.
She gasps, for there before her, true,
Was the boy with Emerald Eyes.
Filed teeth and sharpened claws
And skin as black as night.
And it is true, he is a demon.
Terrifying sight.
She wants to explain why she's there;
Her voice suddenly dies.
She sees the hurt and rage and fear
In the boy with Emerald Eyes.
He's swift to move, a hit, she falls
He's done with hate and fear.
He sees what he has done, he runs.
Her calls he cannot hear.
Escape's the only answer, now.
He did, he really tried!
But he is no more than a monster,
Saw the boy with Emerald Eyes.