The Boy Inside

It was early April and his day was just to begin Fresh from tears he rose to his feet The morning mist sprinkled a chill down his back, again she would fail As in his vision nothing stood between Hard, trying to fit Always in sight fo what was to come his way Many hearts came to judge But he stood still with a dream to find his real love In a quest he took off Cast after cast he bit Never understanding why so many fell His heart grew big, and golden to his chest Elegance for he wanted to be Flowers he brougth her, only to see the world was real How many kisses could one steal Yet the kiss he yearned for the most he never got A joy to prentend Another heart to amend Who would call to his joy An angel? He stood to his moon His hope of a better place, alone No one came, he wept the night away into dusk Falling lower and lower Breathing only to live, he saw nothing ahead A dead end, a narrow path Again Romeo was in his mind to chant in romance To speak of love the way no one else could He found a medium of self-fulfilment And he went on to speak of love Many whom payed audience saw the talent that walked on his verse Many too did doubt, but he went on A boy, longing to be a man Love took him by surprise He was a boy inside