Here's a story of this boy I used to know
Decent childhood, small community, good place to grow
Relationships of all kind, and every one of them close
From friends and family to very little foes
Uprooted one day, up and left with no reason to show
Left during a blizzard, for there's no tracks in snow
Wanted to never be found, but has nowhere to go
Wandering town to town, meeting people, new homes
New faces, searching for something to make him whole
His heart in pieces and fragments, kept in his pocket to hold
Hidden away from everything, hidden away from the cold
Writing beauty in his mind to slowly but surely
Empty his soul
