I saw a little boy today, full of life, full of heart.
His emotions were there, his feelings were pure.
No secrets, no mystery.
I saw a little boy today, crying, tearing, fearing.
Fearing what he didn’t want to do, not what he didn’t know.
He knows everything without knowing anything.
I saw a little boy today, he passed me by without a single glance
Yet we have seen each other before, in years past.
I’ve seen him every day, but he’s never seen me.
I saw a little boy today, except he’s not so little.
He is grown, tall, strong, but still a child inside.
For he will never grow inside, nor would I want him to.
I saw a little boy today, surrounded by people.
People that love, people that care, or perhaps people that don’t.
But he doesn’t either, so long as they’re there.
I saw a little boy today, in the reflection of the morning mirror.
He’s afraid of what he doesn’t know, of what he can't see.
Of growing old, of being alone.
I saw a little boy today. Turns out the boy was me.
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