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a boy...
a boy who had seem to have given up,
a boy who just sets there,
a boy who seems to have a uerg to yell,
a boy who seems to get ready to throw a book at a girl,
but, the boy hasn't givin up,
the boy has no uerges,
the boy is not mad,
but, the boy,
the boy is simply just setting there, lesioning to what a girl has to say,
a girl who is crying,
a boy who cares,
a girl whos has hope, but dousn't knows,
a boy who knows she has hope,
a girl, who is hitting a boy,
a boy, who is just standing there, feeling all the pain, but isn't showing it,
a girl who looks at the boy with confusion for she doesn't know why hes flinching, is she weak? did he not feel the pain when she kicked him between the legs because she was so week?
a boy who awnsers her questions just by looking at her, " yes... i feel the pain, and yes... u hit them, and no ur not weak.... but why am i not on the floor crying and howling in pain u ask, its because i control my body, my power, and my pain.... if i hadn't learned, i would be like u... i fell pain, its hard to not feel it, i feel depressed, but i dont show it, thats why im always in a good mood and is always funny..."
a girl who is trying again to brake the boy,
a boy, for who refuses to flintch or give up.
a girl who gives up, and falls down tired
a boy who is still standing tall,
a girl in need of help,
a boy offering help,
a girl who doesn't see it,
a boy who trys to put it in her face,
a girl struggling to live,
a boy who has nightmares everyday, all the same dream, all in witch the boy is locked in a room with walls covered in blood, and a floor always covered with years worth of killing and gut spilling, is struggling to offer her hope,
a girl who tells the boy to give up,
a boy who replyes, "make me"