So the story, started once again.
About a silly boy, deep in pain.
He thought in suicide, more than he should.
Afraid if he did it, if he could.
One of his problems, was his brilliant mind.
Brought him more trouble, that he could find.
At the same time, was dumb as a door.
As clumsy as brilliant, falling to the floor.
Dreaming with relationships, with a happy life.
Waking up to see those dreams, destroyed by a knife.
Crying at the shatters, of his broken dreams.
Learning that life, isn't as good as it seems.
Everyday, he was lonely and alone.
Discovering his source of happiness, was all gone.
He wanted to taste love, like the ot