There was a boy I used to know
He greeted friends, his eyes a-glow
To all his friends, he did no wrong
Well-kept together all along
But as he turned his face away
His eyes grew dark, his walk would sway
He'd never let them realize
His hardened shell was full of lies
So much doubt was in his mind
He wanted out, to leave behind
The things that kept him up at night
To leave behind the senseless fight
I tried to hold his head above
The water with my willing love
But even that began to fade
He ran from our safe place we'd made
I let him go and wached him fall
Oh the irony of it all
The boy who once could fly so high
Fell to his kness to wish he'd die
I hope he's well, with mind in tow
I miss him more than he could know
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Submission Name: Lost Story
