Monster

Those eyes, always those eyes Eyes that accused what the mouth dared not speak Faces aside and so left alone He to himself was forced to keep. To him, as long as time itself it seemed They kept away from him, kept away Every last person in the small village Though silent, their expressions always seemed to say, "You are a monster, so we must keep away Otherwise we definitely will suffer for sure And our children, no, they cannot play with you For you are a monster, deep down to your core." So this, like this, went by his youth Only himself could he depend upon In his heart he harbored an incredibly wild dream To one day be recognized as one of their own. But they only snickered and laughed behind his back As he declared and made known his dream Impossible, impossible, they shook their heads Will never happen, for it they deemed. "For you are a monster, and nothing more Your little fantasies are bound to crumble Oh, that is right, since you are a monster No wonder are such petty that things you mumble." He tried to keep looking forward, he did But time found him at the brink of despair Until a man reached out his hand, his hand And saw him for who he was, to be fair. Snatched from the edge of a perilous pit He looked at the man in wonder and beamed For at last someone, even if just one person Has taken up a needle to sow his heart's seams. "My dream, my dream, it will be reached I must not let go and hold it close to me One day, someday, the day will come, when They will not see a monster, but the boy that is me."