Can the destination of of a child ever change.
Like lifes perception be rearranged.
What is real and what is a lie.
Can one without wings learn to fly.
What if friends were really foes.
Lost in what seems to be a dream he realizes that everyone knows.
Why am I here he waunders and what is it all for.
Was I traded at birth for a life of something more.
They hear his thoughts and they see his fear.
Because of this he trust knowone to come near.
Like a sponge he pulls things inside that he can not see.
Tormented day and night to live he waunders how can this be.
Because he beleived in a better kind of life to live.
He knelt and gave all he had to give.
To share a life filled with true love.
But instead things begin to push and shove.
Time seems to roll out in front of him.
And things begin to loose color and begin to grow dim.
Did he expect to much or want to much.
Now he waunders whats in his lunch.
So the day we walk or the day we crawl.
He waunders does it all matter really at all.
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