broken boy

im trying to get better

I see a scared boy

He hides behind a sense of pride

Uses his blissful confidence to claim fame

he’s just a scared boy

he uses the attention of others for fun

but being alone is his biggest fear

he acts as if he doesn’t care

ask for his love

ask for his attention

he walks out the door

he’s for himself

no one else

he avoids home

the ones he love causes him the most pain

when a drop of empathy hits him

the broken boy breaks more

been hurt by so many w****s

caring feels like a chore

setting aside an ego

will be a huge blow

the broken boy

looks in a mirror

and learns to love

the broken boy

the broken boy

only loves himself