Every time he went home,
He was alone.
He sat back and watched the world,
Never learning to interact.
Insecurities thrived in his heart
And his fears continued to rattle his bones.
He could not handle tasks
That contained the basics of love.
He never received it,
In return he did not know how to give it.
This boy stays in the shadow
with no ability to change.
There is one man who taught him this way,
Who taught him this life,
His hopeless heart only knows to destroy.
Never will he learn to love,
Even though I pray he does.
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