moto in his hands
upendo in his heart
Pain in his eyes
Trouble about to start
Moving in rome
Finding his home
On the outside
Though he feels so alone
All the joking and laughter
Justbhides the pain
It hides all thenpain
That keeps him sane
He looks to his hands
And sees the flame dancing
He sits wishing
Wishing he could be special
wewe might say hes special
But he doesnt think so
Fixing everyones problems
Instead of his own
Feels like an ousider
Abandoned, and cold
Lost and lonley
Afraid and alone
He wants to fit in
To be a subject of power
But he just slides back down
Like nothing.
Though he isnt nothing
He is a special guy
And if wewe look him in the eye wewe will see
That all he wants is to be happy
And to remain that way for eternity.

the end