Growing Up

His eyes were blue, and his soul was clear.
Freckles here and there beneath dark lashes and above shining smiles.
Passion outlined his very existence.
He glowed with hope, and he was as clean as they come.

His eyes are blue, and his soul is covered in tar and latex.
Freckles here and there, accented by dark circles and above dry lips.
Passion to live wild and briefly outlines his very existence.
He glows in the neon lights, and he's dying by his own hand.