Look me in the eyes and tell me
This isn't what you wanted...

The treasure trove of life
Kept secret by flashlight late at night...

Paralysis upon my senses
Not what you did, but didn't say...

I'm pale chipmunk cheeks and innocence.
Tousled hair and naivety...

Bum to tummy,
Legs meshed together, my arms around you...

I opened my eyes so carelessly.
Unprepared, unsuspecting of what I found...

Snoring, childishly breathing,
Laid out upon his grave is where they'd find you...

I wouldn't give him the last piece of pie.
Him, with his dark, dark hair, and skin placid...

Inspired by the book by Judith Guest.
In your thoughts are ordinary people...

There you were and greatness bound.
And you held close to you the sunshine...

Cold as ice your heart chips
And slides from your eye sockets...

Hello, Child, I
Noticed your mottled blue skin...