Bobbi is the love of my life. He keeps my heart beating, yet makes it skip everytime i think about his face. He is my main reason for living; without him life would hold no value. I never want to wake up, so i can dream to hear his voice. He is a god.
Chosen words grace the lips of the pained
Feelings of sorrow fill his mind
So secretive and so ashamed
Happiness, he says, he'll never find
Feelings of sorrow fill my mind
As I try to help him get though life
Telling him words oh so kind
So the young boy feels no strife
Locked inside here everyday
Hiding what he knows is real
Try to kill, waste away
Until he can no longer feel
It all returns two by two
Until the day they are set free
Understood, by none but few
These festering things wont let him be
Crawl inside the head of sorrow
Try to heal the damage done
Release it all by tomorrow
Or the pain has just begun
With a helping hand he would survive
But to let someone in, he cannot do
His soul left alone, where melancholy thrives
But still I'll stay and try to lead him through
