Believing

There once was a boy who never believed
in himself or his family, he always believed
that nobody cared and that he was judged by his
past tales, he never once thought that there was
someone who loved him enough to fight for his
love, then he learned that a lot of people cared
by being himself and making new friends
then he started to recognize that he had friends
all along, he just had to believe.
Now he is happy with what he had and
who he is, and he doesn’t let anything anybody
says bring him down. He now knows that he
will be loved no matter what. He wonders
what change came over him, but he can’t
figure out what it was. He is just thankful that
it happened and prays every night for it not to
change, because if he went back to the life he
had, it would kill him. SO now he never pretends
to be someone else, but if he did, he would
have to fight to live. He is happy now, and
that makes me feel good, because now I see
the boy I fell in love with.