Unaccepted and Alone

The boy stands.
Waiting to be discovered.
Kind hearted,
but misunderstood.
There he stands;
taking the punishment

Thin layer of sadness,
hidden beneath fake happiness.
The same words echo,
in soundless melody.
There he stands;
strong willed, weak body.

I reach out my hand,
I understand.
Exchanging words,
sharing pasts.
If only everyone
could see what I see;
the person that cares,
for those who don’t accept.
The boy had no reason,
to be unaccepted and alone.